I can tell you're a sincere man
And I'm tryin' my best to understand
But your words are confusin', it seems you're abusin'
God's Word that's there in your hand
Now a Christian you say you are
But that's stretchin' the Truth much too far
'Cause in Christ I doubt you believe
And Jesus is Jehovah to me
Jesus is Jehovah to me
He's Lord and He's King of Kings
Almighty God is He
Jesus is Jehovah to me
Now we both have said that the Lord's commin' back
And you've more than once stated that fact
Now it seems rather odd, if your prophets of God
Your dates have been so far off the track
Now the watchtower can only deceive
But from Jesus you can receive
God's Spirit comes in, and you're born again
Singin' Jesus is Jehovah to me
Jesus is Jehovah to me
He's Lord and He's King of Kings
He's more than a man, He's the great I AM
Jesus is Jehovah to me
If you're really "Awake", You'll make no mistake
Jesus is Jehovah to me
Words and Music by Jerry Chamberlain, Marty
Dieckmeyer, Terry Taylor
©1976 Maranatha! Music
Oh, the Bible, the Holy Bible
Let your mind find peace in God's Word
Oh, the Bible, the Holy Bible
Let your mind find peace in God's Word
When you're feeling down and discouraged
And the world seems to have you on a string
When the melodies of your life go crazy
And your heart can't find a song to sing
Get your Bible, your Holy Bible
Sit and let God talk to you a spell
Soon the Spirit, the Holy Spirit
Whispers in your heart that all is well
There are teachings going on that are so wrong
There are wolves in among God's sheep
There are liars on the corner and knocking at your door
But the Bible, it's from the Lord
I'm talkin' bout the Bible, the Holy Bible
The undying authority of the Lord
Oh, the Bible, and the Holy Spirit
And Jesus are the only way for me
I said Jesus is the only way for me
Words and Music by Steve Baxter
©1976 Maranatha! Music
Chorus:
No bribin', no conivin', no strivin' will do
They'll never make no change in you
You can hold your breath, stand on your head
Still the changes won't come, till their Spirit led
Abidin', that's when the changes come
Abide in Jesus, He's the best at gettin' it done
Now, a Christian brother who's name was Ben
Had a real bad problem, seemed without end
His impatience, at times, got the better of him
So he tried many methods like countin' to ten
Still, the harder he tried, the harder it got
Till his face would go red, and he cuss a lot
He'd confess his sin and forgiveness came
But then Ben would go out and do it again
What the ol' boy needed was delivery
And only God's Spirit could set him free
Ben began to abide like a branch to the Vine
Now deliverance is his every time
Repeat Chorus
Now, sister Sue had a problem, too
Though not like Ben, she kept her cool
But when it came to gossip, man, that gal could rap!
She found it hard to say something kind
Wound up hurtin' someone every time
With a juicy story, she just couldn't shut her trap
But Sue found the secret of takin' God's rest
And instead of makin' promises and doin' her best
She lets the Lord take that tongue control
Now, instead of sowin' distrust and discord
She's so busy talkin' about the Lord
That she ain't got time to talk about so and so
Repeat Chorus
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1976 Maranatha! Music
Ol' William in school
Readin' a Bible, we laughed till we was blue
Ol' William said a prayer at noon
Over his lunch and we hit him with a spoon
Yes, William, the kids were cruel
But, I saw something different in you
The impression you made put the seed in me
That began to grow when I first believed
Ol' William on the street
Hymn singin', testifyin', and they called him "preacher"
I was there when they put him down
But I want to say that I've come around
Yes, William, the kids were cruel
But, I saw something different in you
The impression you made put the seed in me
That began to grow when I first believed
Now, William, ain't it strange
After all these years
I'm doing the very same things
I laughed about way back there
And the example you set
Causes me to want to be
The same kind of livin' testimony
Oh, William, I wish you were here
I'd apologize for callin' you weird
But I'm sure you forgave me even then
So I love you William, like my best friend
Yes, William, the kids were cruel
But, I saw something different in you
The impression you made put the seed in me
That began to grow when I first believed
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1976 Maranatha! Music
Father, Oh, blessed Jesus
Spirit reveal in me
A servant's heart
A humble nature
As found in Thee
Let me not fall
From your divine call
To place others before me
Words and Music by Steve Baxter
©1976 Maranatha! Music
I feel the darkness falling all around me now
It's very hard to find the room to breathe
I want so desperately to find my own way
But Jesus comes to set my mind at ease
When He says
"Don't light your own fire"
"Don't light your own fire"
"Don't light your own fire"
Seems I don't know which way to turn
to the left or to the right
I want to strike the match, I'm gonna watch the fire burn
But then His voice pierces the night
when He says
"Don't light your own fire"
"Don't light your own fire"
"Don't light your own fire"
You wouldn't believe the change it's makin' in my heart
'Cause when I'm weak He is so strong
And at the end of the night a new day must arrive
So to you, I pass this on
"Don't light your own fire"
"Don't light your own fire"
"Don't light your own fire"
Words and Music Terry Scott Taylor
©1976 Maranatha! Music
I ain't namin' names
But I sense that some pride remains
And I do not want to exclude myself
But I had to take a look
In the light of God's own Book
So see if this sin ain't yours as well
Do you hail the gifted ones
And the others do you shun?
Do you speak to only those you chose?
Well, God's love, it has no bounds
Has no ups, and it has no downs
Goes out to those who win and to those who lose
Now, clubs and cliques, they choose and pick
And they make their interviews
Screen the undesirables
And turn down clowns and fools
But Jesus died for sinners
Losers and winners
Yes, it's proven by His love for me and you
Do you give the highest place
To someone 'cause you like his face
And turn aside those you deem less than yourself?
Well, love that is natural
Can be less than satisfactual
For we all are one, no less than anyone else
Now, clubs and cliques, they choose and pick
And they make their interviews
Screen the undesirables
And turn down clowns and fools
But Jesus died for sinners
Losers and winners
Yes, it's proven by His love for me and you
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1976 Maranatha! Music
A storm at sea, and there sits me in a boat
And there's the Savior standing on the waves
The wind is tossing and turning the ship
But I decide to get out of it
And what do I see?
Could it be... I'm standing on the water?
Now, Jesus smiles and bids me come near
But I say, "Lord, there's a storm out there... I may fall"
He says, "Son, don't take your eyes off me
Look straight ahead and you'll arrive safely"
Then I saw me
Would you believe?... Walking on the water!
Walking on the water
What a pleasant surprise!
Walking on the water
Tryin' to keep my eyes on the One I'm confiding in
One I'm abiding in... walking on the water
Now, things get rough and I look to the right
I'd seen Jesus so plainly, now I've lost sight
I start sinking down
And a hand reaches out to me down under the waves
Once again I know that Jesus saves
It's then I find
Oh, there am I... walking on the water
Walking on the water
What a pleasant surprise!
Walking on the water
Tryin' to keep my eyes on the One I'm confiding in
One I'm abiding in... walking on the water
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1976 Maranatha! Music
Ridin' along on a dyin' prairie (ya-hoo)
My bones are tired, and my soul is weary (yahoo)
Well, I've been in the saddle so long
Sometimes I wish that I were home
Goin' home to you
I've seen stagecoach robbin' and cattle rustlin' (ah-ha)
Barroom Brawlin' and bronco bustin' (ah-ha)
I'm gonna tell'em that the time has come
To hang up the holster and gun
The Lord is coming back soon!
Words and Music by Steve Baxter, Jerry Chamberlain,
Marty Dieckmeyer, Terry Taylor
©1976 Maranatha! Music
Dusty road, toil and trouble
Seems I'm goin' down that way again
Now, dark and cold, hay and stubble
This world ain't my friend
So forget me not, oh, my Dear
When I kneel down and pray
Oh, Rock of my salvation, let me hide away
Narrow road, wide destruction
I'll enter by the Door
Now, win or lose, each must chose
I don't want to lose no more
So, hold on, Lord, when I feel it hurtin'
I know the pain won't stay
Oh, precious Jesus, Lord and Savior, let me hide away
Hide away in the secret chamber of Your love
Hide away in the sweet solitude and rest
When I see that ceiling falling all around me
Let me hide, oh, let me hide away
I'll take my cross and carry on
Oh, even when my life, it seems to be all wrong
'Cause I know when those clouds roll on
I'll see the Son come shinin' through
Dusty road, toil and trouble
Seems I'm goin' down that way again
Now, dark and cold, hay and stubble
This world ain't my friend
So forget me not, oh, my Dear
When I kneel down and pray
Oh, Rock of my salvation, let me hide away
Hide away in the secret chamber of Your love
Hide away in the sweet solitude and rest
When I see that ceiling falling all around me
Let me hide, oh, let me hide away
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1976 Maranatha! Music
Well, you say you want freedom
There ain't nothing you wouldn't do
Well, you're reaching, but not looking
'Cause the Truth is right in front of you
You can't win it
You can't smoke it
You can't chant till the morning to make it
Oh, love in a yielded heart
Is the only way you can feel it
Well, Bob Dylan he can't free you
And John Lennon can't see what's inside of you
And Alice Cooper can just freak you
He can't show you the way or lead you
The Spirit in a yielded heart
Is the only thing that can lead you
To love, sweet love
Well, it says right there in God's Holy Book
That you'll keep on seeing and hearing
But your eyes will close and your minds will dull
And your ears will refuse to listen
But Jesus, sweet Jesus, sweet Jesus
He freed me... and He can free you, too
With love, sweet love, Holy love, sweet love, love
Words and Music by Steve Baxter
©1976 Maranatha! Music
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Guess you aren't expectin' no resurrection too soon
(world doom)
That story's got to be bunk about that trumpet tune
(cheese on the moon)
But won't your peepers get the creepers when you realize
It's all happenin' before your eyes
Oh my! You'll cry as we wave good-bye to you
Now, all is well, 'cause there ain't no hell below ya
God would have a lot of nerve to reserve that hot spot for ya
No, you won't bring the temperature down one degree
Simply because you don't believe
Oh my! You'll fry as we wave good-bye to you
Yeah, God's a laugh a minute with His funny book
But, friend, I'd take a second look
All that you're read in there is gonna come true
Even, Clyde, in spite of you
No, you won't get to heaven just by livin' right
(day and night)
No cravin' for behavin' will release you from the sinner's
Plight (uptight)
If you're facin' God's salvation with an open heart
Then Jesus, He's gonna do His part
Oh my! You'll fly as we rise in the sky
Oh my! You'll fly as we rise in the sky
Oh my! You'll fly as we rise in the sky with you!
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1976 Maranatha! Music
I don't cheat on my woman
There's no adultery in my heart
So this song might not be sordid enough
To get it on the country charts
Now, clean livin' might not sell records
But I ain't lookin' for any fans
When I say I love my darlin' wife
And I'm a happily married man
Now, if I had a lover waitin' in every town
I'd have enough songs for an album
Tellin' how I fooled around
But I can't write about a two-timin' life
Like some of them superstars can
I may not have a hit but in spite of it,
I'm a happily married man
Happily married man, signed, sealed and faithful
From the beginning that's the way
The Good Lord had it planned
And when it comes to being hitched
I'd rather fight than switch
That is why I'm takin' a happily married stand
Yes, divorce has gone big business
To play around is really in
People dress it up and call'em love affairs
When God just calls it sin
What they need is the Good Lord's guidance
The foundation of his mighty hand
To bind a happily married woman
To a happily married man
Happily married man, signed, sealed and faithful
From the beginning that's the way
The Good Lord had it planned
And when it comes to being hitched
I'd rather fight than switch
That is why I'm takin' a happily married stand.
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
Cowboy Billy McBride and the Ghost Writers
©1978 Twitchen Vibes Music
No, I ain't gonna fight it, His Spirit is taking me there
I cannot doubt, that love is in the air
Surrender my will to the One who's calling my name
They tell me once your heart's there
You'll never be the same
I hear music and laughter just outside of my door
This time it's just a little louder than before
I hear Jesus making promises that I must now claim
They tell me once your heart's there
You'll never be the same
Oh, peace has got it's grip on me, it's drawing me on
I know that in a moment I'll be gone
I'm feeling warm within, it's like being born again
Take me Lord
Take me Lord
With my mind on hope, my heart, my soul on faith
I take the step that time cannot erase
Stepping into the sunshine out of the falling rain
They tell me once your heart's there
You'll never be the same
Oh, peace has got it's grip on me, it's drawing me on
I know that in a moment I'll be gone
I'm feeling warm within, it's like being born again
Take me Lord
Take me Lord
Surrender my soul to the One who's calling my name
They tell me once your heart's there
You'll never be the same
I've found that once your heart's there
You'll never be the same
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1976 Maranatha! Music
