And we sing this morning that wonderful grand old message. I don't know about you but I never get tired of it Number 99: Just I Am.
I'm a mountain that has been moved I'm a river that is all dried up I'm an ocean nothing on I'm a sky that nothing wants to fly in I'm a sun that doesn't burn hot I'm a moon that never shows it's face I'm a mouth that doesn't I'm a word that no one ever wants to say...
[Child Speaking:] I don't wanna be, He wasn't anybody when he was on the shelf saw him in my dream
I'm a mountain that has been moved I'm a fugitive that has no legs to run I'm a preacher with pulpit Spewing a sermon that goes on and on...
Well if we take all these things and we them fast And we'll pray that they turn into seeds, to roots and then grass It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier way Or if the sky opened up and started pouring rain Like he knew it was time to start things over again It'd be all it's all right, it'd be easier that way