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When I first met his momma
She was just 19
Couldn't say for certain who the father was
I have known him since he was a pup
And I'm gonna raise him up
If you never knew your daddy
Like I never knew mine
It feels like everybody knows you're fatherless
This boy may not be blood of my blood
But I'm gonna raise him up
I'll provide for him
Walk beside of him
I am strong enough
Cause it's time he knew
What a son can do
With a father's love
He can change the world
Ya'll may have to look at joseph
When he held a newborn baby he named jesus
He said he may not be blood of my blood
Still I'm gonna raise him up
I'll provide for him
Walk beside of him
I am strong enough
I will show him too
What a son can do
With a fathers love
And he will change the world
33 years later
When the son was in his grave
Broken and abandoned by a world he came to save
His real dad said he's mine
Blood of my blood
And I'm gonna raise him up
I'll provide for you
Walk beside of you
I am strong enough
I have seen from you
What a son can do
With a fathers love
One man changed the world
And he can change your world
But you gotta raise him up
Raise him up
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A baby in a manger, the town of Bethlehem
The wise men had the heart to know He was the great I Am
They crossed the desert many miles to kneel down at His feet
The star that led them seemed to tell them what had come to be
The Son's gonna rise and shine
Make the lame walk, the deaf talk, and give sight back to the blind.
Bring a light into the darkness no one can deny
As sure as there's a heaven, the Son's gonna rise and shine
At the age of thirty-three, the prophecy fulfilled
On the cross at Calvary His blood for man was spilled
The sky was black as midnight, but 'neath the dark and gloom
Voices rang and angels sang dancing 'round the tomb
The Sons's gonna rise and shine
He'll take away the keys of death, the grave will loose its bind
Hell will be defeated in three days of time
On resurrection morning, the Son's gonna rise and shine
It's been two thousand years, but the story's still the same
For those who will believe in Him and call upon His name
The Son's gonna rise and shine
Heal the sick, raise the dead, the Savior of mankind
The day will soon be dawning will be the end of time
King of kings, Lord of lords, The Son's gonna rise and shine
Jesus, Son of Glory will save your soul and mine
Brother are you ready, the Son's gonna rise and shine.
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Daddy never went to church on Sunday
He said that's one thing I'll never do
But mama never gave up she said one day
He'll be sitting here beside of me and you
I can still hear mama softly talking
With her tears falling on her folded hands
So that Easter Sunday Daddy walked in
That's when I began to understand
When mama prayed, good things happen
When mama prayed, lives were changed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
Seventeen and wild I hit the bottle
Doing anything I dang well please
Burning down life's highway at full throttle
While mama burned a candle on her knees
Then one night I came home half sober
I saw mama kneeling in the den
And I knew my restless days were 'bout to end
When mama prayed, good things happen
When mama prayed, lives were changed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
It isn't like every one of them got answered
But the times they weren't it seems to me were rare
You almost felt sorry for the devil
'Cause heaven knows he didn't have a prayer
When mama prayed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
They crumbled all away
When mama prayed
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All our days are numbered
Some live on borrowed time
But life is what you make it
Thank God I was so inclined
To accept my Lord and Savior
When the good news sunk in
He paid a heavenly price
By giving His life
And I can't wait to go home to Him
I'm ready to go that distance
And God only knows when that might be
But oh, what joy waits up yonder
Once this old world sets me free
When there's no tomorrow
And glory has come down
Those without Jesus
Are lost and never to be found
So please listen when I'm talking
I'm just saying what needs to be said
Make plans while your still living
It's too late when your dead
I'm ready to go that distance
And God only knows when that might be
But oh, what joy waits up yonder
Once this old world sets me free
Oh, once this old world sets me free
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A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher,
Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico.
One's headed for vacation, one for higher education,
An' two of them were searchin' for lost souls.
That driver never ever saw the stop sign.
An' eighteen wheelers can't stop on a dime.
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows.
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.
That farmer left a harvest, a home and eighty acres,
The faith an' love for growin' things in his young son's heart.
An' that teacher left her wisdom in the minds of lots of children:
Did her best to give 'em all a better start.
An' that preacher whispered: "Can't you see the Promised Land?"
As he laid his blood-stained bible in that hooker's hand.
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows.
It's what you leave behind you when you go.
That's the story that our preacher told last Sunday.
As he held that blood-stained bible up,
For all of us to see.
He said: "Bless the farmer, and the teacher, an' the preacher;
"Who gave this Bible to my mamma,
"Who read it to me."
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, now I guess we know.
It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave behind you when you go.
There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway.
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That's Jesus
When I wake up in the morning
Put my feet on the floor
I thank Him for the day
That he gave me one more
I give him all the praise
The one that I adore
That's Jesus, Oh that's Jesus
I was lost and all alone
My heart in need of help
I found eternal life
And lost my fear of death
Because I know the author of
My every breath
Oh that's Jesus, that's Jesus
God of glory, majesty
The Holy One who died for me
Who's the one I long to see
That's Jesus, Oh that's Jesus
If you're a soul that's lost
And in need of direction
You wonder when you die
If you'll go to heaven
Well friend I've found the answer
That that very question
That's Jesus, That's Jesus
God of glory, majesty
The Holy One who died for me
Who's the one I long to see
That's Jesus, Oh that's Jesus
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Everybody gathered where the river runs wider
At the edge of town
To see that Eddie Lee Vaughn baptism
Was really gonna go down
Folks bet their hard earned money
That water wouldn't change a thing
They set the odds at a hundred to one
His soul wouldn't never come clean
Then the preacher said
People take a moment or two
There's something we need to do
Pray for the dish
They won't know what's coming
When the sin starts rolling off the likes of him
Lord be with em, they ain't done nothin'
Please won't you leave them just a little bit ‘a room to swim
Pray for the fish
Well the preacher ducked him under
That cool clear water
Eddie came up yelling
Lord in Heaven Hallalujah!
I'm a brand new man
Well the water got to bubbling
Sky got to rumbling
And the thunder backed up the choir
The fish started jumpin'
It was like they was swimmin'
In a lake of fire
Then Eddie's momma stepped out of the crowd
And started yelling out loud
Pray for the dish
They won't know what's coming
When the sin starts rolling off the likes of him
Lord be with em, they ain't done nothin'
Please won't you leave them just a little bit ‘a room to swim
Pray for the fish
He said everybody cross your fingers
Fold your hands
Pray for Ole Eddie
But before we say amen
Pray for the fish
Lord be with em, they ain't done nothin'
Please won't you leave them just a little bit ‘a room to swim
Pray for the fish
Lord pray for the fish
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Can you hear Jerusalem's cry
Can you see the storm on the rise
Look around you can;t deny
This is the hour of heaven's time
Armies gather in the East
For the war that's soon to come
Death will march with the mark of the beast
So seek the Light and walk with the Son
Soon we'll see His wrath come down
And the Lord descending from the sky
When you hear the trumpets sound
God has answered Jerusalem's cry
When the sun goes black
And the moon blood red
And the stars fall from the sky
The Word of God in the Bible says
We're living in the end times
Soon we'll see His wrath come down
And the Lord descending from the sky
When you hear the trumpets sound
God has answered Jerusalem's cry
Soon the dead in Christ will rise
And join Him in he sky
Even unbelivers will see
God has answered Jerusalem's cry
God has answered Jerusalem's cry
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Keep your lure in the water, don't just sit by the shore
There are souls to be caught everywhere in this old world
Go where hearts are plenty, don't just drift with the tide
Keep your lure in the water, in the waters of life
The lord said, "Simon, haul your nets in
From now on you're a fisher of men"
Well, I like fishin',
That's why it caught my ear
The Lord knew how to get to me
And what I'd need to hear
Keep your lure in the water, don't just sit by the shore
There are souls to be caught everywhere in this old world
Go where hearts are plenty, don't just drift with the tide
Keep your lure in the water, in the waters of life
When the sea is troubled and it's hard to stay afloat
And you feel like Jesus is sleeping in the boat
Don't you dare give up on the Prince of Peace
And in the middle of the storm
You will find a sweet release
Keep your lure in the water, don't just sit by the shore
There are souls to be caught everywhere in this old world
Go where hearts are plenty, don't just drift with the tide
Keep your lure in the water, in the waters of life
Yeah keep your lure in the water, in the waters of life
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By my grandfather's bed, my mother is reading,
Psalm 62, God is our refuge,
My grandfather stirs, could it be,
He is waking, one final time,
He has something to say,
If you only knew what lies awaiting
If you could only see what I can see
If you could only hear the music playing
The angels singing sweet victory
Oh, if you only knew, if you only knew,
How much he loves you
By my grandfather's bed, my mother is broken,
Psalm 17, O God I call on you,
She doesn't want to hear
Any words about leaving
My grandfather says
"Fear not, this is my time,
And into his presence I'll fly"
If you only knew what lies awainting
If you could only see what I can see
If you could only hear the music playing
The angels singing sweet victory
Oh, if you only knew, if you only knew,
How much he loves you
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They took Your commandments off the schoolhouse walls
They say it's a crime to even pray within the halls
But bless the child that lets You in and knows without a doubt
Once You live inside a heart, they can't take You out
We are soldiers of the cross
We've been found to reach the lost
In cityy streets, down country roads
We take You with us everyday, and everywhere we go
Here's to those across the land, working in a place
Where the boss man and the government say they can't share their faith
They know all too well they'll lose their job if they get caught
But to win a soul for Jesus, they will risk it all because
We are soldiers of the cross
We've been found to reach the lost
In city streets, down country roads
We take You with us everyday, and everywhere we go
In the God of all creation, we put our faith and trust
And give our lives to You 'cause You gave Your life for us
We are soldiers of the cross
We've been found to reach the lost
In cityy streets, down country roads
We take You with us everyday, and everywhere we go
Everywhere we go
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He was born in Bethlehem they say,
There was a star to light the path to where He lay.
Rich or poor they came from far and near,
Cause they’d all heard the reason He was here.
He was the Son God sent to one and all.
Put on this earth to hang there on that cross.
Born to die so we could live.
He had the birthday, we got the gift.
They wrapped him up with gentle hands.
God hoped the world would understand.
Eternal life we shall receive.
And all that He asks in return is that we just believe.
He was the Son God sent to one and all.
Put on this earth to hang there on that cross.
Born to die so we could live.
He had the birthday, we got the gift.
There’s no way in this world we could repay
The miracle He gave us on that day.
He was the Son God sent to one and all,
put on this earth to hang there on that cross,
born to die so we could live.
He had the birthday, we got the gift.
On our Savior’s birthday, we got the gift.
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Don'y let me grow bitter I pray
Give me strength to carry on my way
I'm leanin' on you like a wooden cane
While I'm walkin' through
I'm walkin' through
The valley of pain
I'm believin' there's a reason for this trial
This too shall pass in a little while
Oh Lord have mercy if I complain
While I'm walkin' through,
I'm walkin' through
A valley of pain
While I'm walkin' through,
I'm walkin' through
A valley of pain
Won't you bathe me in a river of my tears
Whisper hope and truth and courage in my ears
When I'm hurting I have a dangerous tongue
Lord stop me if you see my takin' aim
Whike I'm walkin' through,
I'm walkin' through
A valley of pain
I'm walkin' through,
I'm walkin' through
A valley of pain
I'm walkin' through,
I'm walkin' through
A valley of pain
Bathe me in a river of my tears
Whisper hope and truth and courage in my ears
Remind me when I reach the other side
I'll be thankful for every tear I cried
Don'y let me grow bitter I pray
Give me strength to carry on my way
Don't let the darkness drive me insane
While I'm walkin' through,
I'm walkin' through
A valley of pain
I'm walkin' through,
I'm walkin' through
A valley of pain
I'm walkin' through,
I'm walkin' through
This valley of pain
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