And we sing this morning that wonderful and grand old message. I don't know about but I never get tired of it 99: Just As I Am.
I'm a mountain that has been moved I'm a river that is all dried up I'm an ocean nothing floats on I'm a sky that nothing wants to fly 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 smile a word that no one ever wants to say...
[Child Speaking:] I don't wanna be, wasn't finding anybody when he was on the shelf I saw him in my dream
I'm a mountain that has been moved I'm a fugitive that has legs to run I'm a preacher with no pulpit Spewing a sermon that on and on...
Well if we take all these and we bury 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 again It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way