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Up on a mountain our Lord is alone
Without a family friends or a home
He cries ooh ooh ooh
Will you stay with me?
He cries oh oh oh
Will you wait with me?

Up on a mountain our Lord is afraid
Carrying all the mistakes we have made
And he knew..ooh..ooh
It's a long way down
Do you know..oh..oh?
It's a long way down

Up in the heavens out Lord prays for you
He sent his spirit to carry us through
So it's true..ooh..ooh
That you're not alone
Do you know..oh..oh?
He came all the way down

So it's true..ooh..ooh
That you're not alone
Do you know..oh..oh?
He came all the way down

Rich man came to our town and
Wandered around, wandered around
Rich man came to change our minds
Change our plans
Take our things
Take our nights
Tonight we fight

Rich man bought our wandering world
Our wonderful world
Our wondering world
Rich man bought our wandering world
Our wonderful world
Our wondering world

Get your guns let's shoot him down
Let's axe his plans
But we miss the mark
There goes the ark
Here comes the dark

Rich man spoke, Thunderclap
Like a waterfall
As those waters fall
On those know-it-alls
And their mighty causes

Rich man bought our wandering world
Our wonderful world
Our wondering world
Rich man bought our wandering world
Our wonderful world
Our wondering world

Rich man came to pay the price
He paid it all
He paid the now
He paid the was
He paid it in full
He paid it for fools
Who wandered and drooled
And full of lice
He's twice as nice

Rich man bought our wandering world
Our wonderful world
Our wondering world
Rich man bought our wandering world
Our wonderful world
Our wondering world
Rich man bought our wandering world
Our wonderful world
Our wondering world
Rich man bought our wandering world
Our wonderful world
Our wondering world
Rich man bought our wandering world
Our wonderful world
Our wondering world
Rich man bought our wandering world
Our wonderful world
Our wondering world

Unless the Lord the house shall build,
The weary builders toil in vain;
Unless the Lord the city shield,
The guards a useless watch maintain.

In vain you rise ere morning break,
And late your nightly vigils keep,
And weary days of toil partake;
For God's beloved there is sleep.

Lo, children are the gift of God,
And sons the blessing he commands;
These whom in youthful days bestowed,
Are like the shafts in warrior's hands.

And happy they whose quivers bear
Full store of arrows such as these;
They in the gate are free from fear,
And boldly face their enemies.

They led Him to Pilate's bar
Not a word, not a word, not a word
They led Him to Pilate's bar
Not a word, not a word, not a word
They led Him to Pilate's bar
But He never said a mumblin' word
Not a word, not a word, not a word

They all cried "Crucify!"
Not a word, not a word, not a word
They all cried "Crucify!"
Not a word, not a word, not a word
They all cried "Crucify!"
But He never said a mumblin' word
Not a word, not a word, not a word

We nailed Him onto a tree
Not a word, not a word, not a word
We nailed Him onto a tree
Not a word, not a word, not a word
We nailed Him onto a tree
But He never said a mumblin' word
Not a word, not a word, not a word

Not a word, not a word, not a word
Not a word, not a word, not a word
Not a word, not a word, not a word
Not a word, not a word, not a word
Not a word, not a word, not a word

Hail to the Lord's Anointed,
Great David's greater Son!
Hail, in the time appointed,
His reign on earth begun!
He comes to break oppression,
To set the captive free,
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity.

He comes, with succor speedy,
To those who suffer wrong;
To help the poor and needy,
And bid the weak be strong;
To give them songs for sighing,
Their darkness turn to light,
Whose souls, condemned and dying,
Were precious in his sight.

He shall come down like showers
Upon the fruitful earth;
Love, joy, and hope, like flowers,
Spring in his path to birth;
Before him, on the mountains,
Shall peace the herald go;
And righteousness, like fountains,
From hill to valley flow.

To him shall prayer unceasing
And daily vows ascend,
His kingdom still increasing,
A kingdom without end.
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove;
His name shall stand for ever,
His Name alone is love.

But for you who fear my name
The Son of righteousness will rise
With healing in his wings
And you shall go forth again
And skip about like calves
Coming from their stalls at last

You shall be my very own
On the day that I
Caused you to be my special home
I shall spare you as a man
Has compassion on his son
Who does the best he can

But for you who fear my name
The Son of righteousness will rise
With healing in his wings
And you shall go forth again
And skip about like calves
Coming from their stalls at last

You shall be my very own
On the day that I
Caused you to be my special home
I shall spare you as a man
Has compassion on his son
Who does the best he can

But for you who fear my name
The Son of righteousness will rise
With healing in his wings
And you shall go forth again
And skip about like calves
Coming from their stalls at last

In the streetlight your hair is the blackest sky
Through the snow the cars silently pass us by
When you smile there's no reason to stay goodbye
Don't say goodbye

I still have the last letter you left for me
All your t-shirts, your red and green pedigree
All the rest is sealed up behind memory
Fading away

On the steps of the American Legion Hall
You wait there alone, nobody left to call
No one's there again spring, summer, winter, fall
Terrible day

If I'd been there I'd surely have stayed with you
If I'd been there I'd surely have prayed for you
If I'd been there I'd surely have prayed for you
Want you to know

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1,2,3,4,5
Call me morbid, call me pale
I've spent six years on your trail
Six full years
On your trail

Call me morbid, call me pale
I've spent six years on your trail
Six full years of my life on your trail

And if you have five seconds to spare
Then I'll tell you the story of my life :
Sixteen, clumsy and shy
I went to London and I
I booked myself in at the Y ... W.C.A.
I said : "I like it here - can I stay?
I like it here - can I stay?
Do you have a vacancy
For a Back-scrubber?"

She was left behind, and sour
And she wrote to me, equally dour
She said : "In the days when you were hopelessly poor
I just liked you more..."

And if you have five seconds to spare
Then I'll tell you the story of my life :
Sixteen, clumsy and shy
I went to London and I
I booked myself in at the Y ... W.C.A.
I said : "I like it here - can I stay?
I like it here - can I stay?
And do you have a vacancy
For a Back-scrubber?"

Call me morbid, call me pale
I've spent too long on your trail
Far too long
Chasing your tail

Jesus, help me find my proper place
Jesus, help me find my proper place
Help me in my weakness
'Cos I'm falling out of grace
Jesus
Jesus

Jesus, help me find my proper place
Jesus, help me find my proper place
Help me in my weakness
'Cos I'm falling out of grace
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus

Jesus, ooh
Jesus, aah
Jesus, ooh
Jesus, aah

Jesus, Jesus
Jesus, Jesus

I am a stranger here below,
And what I am is hard to know,
My heart is cold and dark within,
I fear that I'm not born again.

When I experience call to mind,
My understanding is so blind,
All feeling sense seems to be gone,
It makes me think that I am wrong.

If I forget Your Name
If I forget Your Name
If I forget Your Name what will I do

'Tis seldom I can ever see
Myself as I would wish to be;
What I desire I can't attain,
From what I hate, I can't refrain.

Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
...
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes
Everything's alright, yes

Deep were his wounds, and red, on cruel Calvary,
as on the cross he bled in bitter agony.
But they whom sin has wounded sore find healing in the wounds he bore.
But they whom sin has wounded sore find healing in the wounds he bore.

He suffered shame and scorn and wretched, dire disgrace;
forsaken and forlorn, he hung there in our place.
But all who would from sin be free look to his cross for victory.
But all who would from sin be free look to his cross for victory.

His life, his all he gave when he was crucified;
our burdened souls to save, what fearful death he died!
But each of us, though dead in sin, through Christ's eternal life may win.
But each of us, though dead in sin, through Christ's eternal life may win.

I am not skilled to understand
What God has willed, what God has planned
I only know at his right hand
Stands one who is my Savior

I take him at his word and deed
Christ died to save me this I read
And in my heart I find need
Of him to be my Savior

That he would leave his place on high
And come for sinful man to die
You count it strange, so did I
Until I knew my Savior