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I got shoes, you got shoes
All of God's children got shoes
My Lord
And when we get to Heaven
Gonna put on our shoes
We gonna walk
We gonna talk
All over God's Heaven
Heaven
I got a robe, you got a robe
All of God's children got a robe
My Lord
And when we get to Heaven
Gonna put on our robes
We gonna shout
We gonna shout
All over God's Heaven
Heaven
Heaven, Heaven
Everybody talkin bout Heaven
Ain't goin there
Heaven, Heaven
Everybody talkin bout Heaven
Ain't goin there
Well, I'm gonna walk
I gonna talk
All over God's Heaven
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I am thinking today of that beautiful land
I shall reach when the sun goeth down
When through wonderful grace by my Saviour I stand
Will there be any stars in my crown.
Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down
When I wake with the blest in those mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown.
--- Instrumental ---
In the strength of the Lord let me labor and pray
Let me watch as a winner of souls
That bright stars may be mine in the glorious day
When his praise like the sea billow rolls.
Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down
When I wake with the blest in those mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown.
--- Mandolin Instrumental ---
Oh, what joy it will be when his face I behold
Living gems at his feet to lay down
It would sweeten my bliss in the city of gold
Should there be any stars in my crown.
--- Banjo Instrumental ---
Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down
When I wake with the blest in those mansions of rest
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(Words & music by Mosie Lister)
Once I stood in the night with my head bowed low
In the darkness as black as the sea
And my heart was afraid and I cried,
Oh Lord, don't hide your face from me.
Hold my hand all the way, every hour, every day
From here to the great unknown
Take my hand, let me stand
Where no one stands alone.
--- Instrumental ---
Like a king, I may live in a palace so tall
With great riches to call my own
But I don't know a thing in this whole wide world
That's worse than being alone.
Hold my hand all the way, every hour, every day
From here to the great unknown
Take my hand, let me stand
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The things that I love
I hold dear to my heart are just borrowed they're not mine at all
Jesus only let me use them
to brighten my life
So remind me, remind me dear Lord
Chorus:
Roll back the curtain of memory now and then
show me where you brought me from and
where I could have been
just remember I'm a human and human's forget
so remind me, remind me dear Lord
Nothing good have I done
to deserve God's own Son
I'm not worthy of the scars
in His hands
yet he chose the road to Calvary
to die in my stead
why He loved me I can't understand
Roll back the curtain of memory now and then
show me where you brought me from and
where I could have been
just remember I'm a human and human's forget
so remind me, remind me dear Lord
Just remember I'm a human and human's forget
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(Ira P. Stanphill)
I don't know about tomorrow
I just live from day to day
I don't borrow from the sunshine
For the skies they turn to grey.
And I don't worry for the future
For I know what Jesus said
And today I'll walk beside him
For he's what lies ahead.
Many things about tomorrow
I don't seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.
--- Mandolin - Guitar Instrumental ---
Every step is getting brighter
As the golden stairs I climb
Every burden's getting lighter
Every cloud is silver-lined.
There the sun is always shining
There no tear will ever dim the eye
At the ending of the rainbow
Where the mountains touch the sky.
Many things about tomorrow
I don't seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.
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(Words and Music: Loretta Lynn)
Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die
Once upon a time there lived a man and his name was Isaac
He walked with God both day and night but he didn't wanna die
He cried, oh Lord, please let me live, death is close I know
God smiled down on Isaac and gave him fifteen years to go.
Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die
Lord I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna die
Well, I long for the day when I'll have new birth 'cause I love the livin' here
on earth
Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die.
--- Guitar Instrumental ---
When Jesus lived here on this earth he knew his father's plan
He knew that he must give his life to save the soul of men
When Judas had betrayed him her father heard him cry
He was brave until his death but he didn't wanna die hey.
--- Mandolin - Fiddle Instrumental ---
Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die
Lord I wanna go to heaven but I don't wanna die
Well, I long for the day when I'll have new birth 'cause I love the livin' here
on earth
Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die.
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(Rhea F. Miller - George B. Shea)
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be his than have riches untold
I'd rather have Jesus than houses or land
I'd rather be led by his nail scared hands.
Than to be a king of the best domain
Or be held in sin's dreads way
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.
--- Fiddle - Guitar Instrumental ---
I'd rather have Jesus than men's applause
I'd rather be faithful to his dear cause
I'd rather have Jesus then world wide things
I'd rather be true to his holy name.
Than to be a king of the best domain
Or be held in sin's dreads way
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
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(Tommy Smith)
I believe my steps are growing wearier each day
Still I've got a journey on my mind
Lures of this old world have ceased to make me wanna stay
And my one regret is leaving you behind.
If it proves to be his will that I am first to go
And somehow I'll be feeling it will be
When it comes your times to travel like wise don't feel lost
For I will be the first one that you'll see.
And I'll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan
I'll be waiting drawing pictures in the sand
And when I see you coming I will rise up with the shout
And come running through he shallow waters reaching for your hand.
--- Instrumental ---
Through this life we've labored hard to earn our meager fare
It's brought us trembling hands and failing eyes
I'll just rest here on this shore and turn my eyes away
Until you come then we'll see paradise.
And I'll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan
I'll be waiting drawing pictures in the sand
And when I see you coming I will rise up with the shout
And come running through he shallow waters reaching for your hand.
And I'll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan
I'll be waiting drawing pictures in the sand
And when I see you coming I will rise up with the shout
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(Ron Block)
If I could have the world and all it owns
A thousand kingdoms, a thousand thrones
If all the earth were mine to hold
With wealth my only goal
I'd spend my gold on selfish things
Without the love that Your life brings
Just a little bit more is all I'd need
'Til life was torn from me
I'd rather be in the palm of Your hand
Though rich or poor I may be
Faith can see right through the circumstance
Sees the forest in spite of the trees
Your grace provides for me
If I should walk the streets no place to sleep
No faith in promises You keep
I'd have no way to buy my bread
With a bottle for my bed
But if I trust the One who died for me
Who shed His blood to set me free
If I live my life to trust in You
Your grace will see me through
I'd rather be in the palm of Your hand
Though rich or poor I may be
Faith can see right through the circumstance
Sees the forest in spite of the trees
If I could have the world
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(Paul Simon)
When I was a little boy
And the devil would call my name
I'd say who do,
Who do you think you're fooling
I'm a country boy,
I'm a singer in a Sunday choir
My mama she loves, she loves me
Gets down on her knees and hugs me
And she loves me like a rock
She rocks me like the rock of ages and loves me
Well, I was grown to be a man
And the devil would call my name.
I'd say mhm who do,
Who do you think you're fooling
I'm a consummated man
I can snatch a little purity
My mama she loves me, she loves me
Gets down on her knees and hugs me
She loves me like a rock
She rocks me like the rock of ages and loves me.
--- Piano - Guitar Instrumental ---
And if I was a President
The minute Congress call my name
Well, I'd say who do
Who do you think that you're fooling.
I'm the President you see
I'm up on the Presidential Podium
My mama she loves me, she loves me
Gets down on her knees and hugs me.
She loves me like a rock
She rocks me like the rock of ages and loves me
She loves me, loves me, loves me
Loves me (loves me like a rock)...
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When he cometh when he cometh to take up his jewels
All his jewels precious jewels his loved and his own
Like the stars of the morning his bright crown adorning
They will shine in their beauty bright jems for his crown.
He will gather he will gather the jems for his kingdom
All the pure ones all the bright ones his loved and his own.
Like the stars of the morning his bright crown adorning
They will shine in their beauty bright jems for his crown.
--- Guitar Instrumental ---
Little children little children oh love their redeemer
All the jewels precious jewels his loved and his own
Like the stars of the morning his bright crown adorning
They will shine in their beauty bright jems for his crown.
Like the stars of the morning his bright crown adorning
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