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All For Jesus: Song & Hymns With Robin Mark (Robin Mark) · The Pursuit of God: Songs For a Thirsty Soul (Tommy Walker) · Thirsty (Marvin Sapp) · Thirsty Merc (Thirsty Merc) · Thirsty Ears (Powder Blues Band) · Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes (TV on the Radio) · Thirsty (Joan Clarke) · Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes (TV on the Radio) · Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes (TV on the Radio) · Water for Thirsty Children (Roy Davis, Jr.) – and 90 other albums »


All our identity rest in the knowledge
Of who we're created to be
We are His workmanship, made in His image
For all of creation to see
The marks of His
bosom snow has lain,

Who's intimately lived with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
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Who intimately lives with rain [Incomprehensible]
Poems are made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree
yonder)
(All who are thirsty)
Let them drink clear water
(Drink water)
(Drink water)
All Seven Homeless
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
How time flies
When compassion dies
No
All Seven Homeless
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
How time flies
When compassion dies
No
All Seven Homeless
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
How time flies
When compassion dies
No
By Robin Williamson

Robin Williamson: Guitar, indian flute, oboe, piano, cello and vocal.

I see your faces
Blown through the horned clouds
In
love you--
ROGER
Who do you think you are?
Leaving me alone with my guitar
Hold on there's something you should hear
It isn't much but it took all
love you--
ROGER
Who do you think you are?
Leaving me alone with my guitar
Hold on there's something you should hear
It isn't much but it took all
lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
of all the suckers with power
And pour some back out, so as to water the flowers
This world is ours, that's why the demons are leery
It's our
in the sky

So come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year
And join your voices in a hellish chorus
Mark
don't know where you are
If this whole world goes up in arms
All I can do is stand
And I won't fight for anyone
Until you move my hand

And wipe the mark
bosom snow has lain,

Who's intimately lived with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Let us find our life and love
In Jesus name

The thirsty filled
The hungry fed
And those who mourn
Are comforted
The chains are broken
That have
and death
When it slaps him in the face?
Who's to blame when he's got no place to go
And all he's got is the sense to know
That a life of crime'll help
I wish that I was a mole in the ground 
Like a mole in the ground, I would root that mountain down 
Tree by tree and town by town 
I wish I was
Make a joyful noise unto the lord, all ye lame
Serve the lord with gladness
Come before his presence with singin
Know, ye that the lord is one
It
Know when I want to, I’m take ya
And it don’t matter who you are, I gotta tell you

I’m big boss, big time, business
Make me your mark and I’ll take
the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements are empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
Toasts his God in the sky.
So come all ye young men who
taught all who would believe
That the Indian's thoughts could be written down
Just as the white men's there on the ground
And he left us these talking
heart don't mark the end of time
That there are lots-a girls who'd love to be just mine
But I don't believe that I could fall in love again
'Cause I