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För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Classic Trax of the Carpenters (Synthesizer Rock Orchestra) · The Carpenters Collection (Richard Clayderman) · The Best of the Carpenters (Richard Clayderman) · Carpenters (Carpenters) – and 90 other albums »


knows and sees all things
Sent a simple man to show the world the light

Chorus
He sent a carpenter
A carpenter to build His kingdom here
A carpenter
He
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Two-by-four-ded up
Yeah, we're boarded up

Pubs and clubs had the chop
Making way for a superstore plot
Some town planner didn't know when to stop

Boarded
cathedrals to our sorrows
And we dwell in golden mansions with the sand for our foundations
And the raging water's rising and the thunder's all around us
Won't
final supper
And he told them all to love their fellow men

The story starts where it was nearly ended it's the greatest story told to all mankind
We
"Well met, well met, my own true love
Well met, well met", cried he
"I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
All for the love of thee"

I could
strong
He became helpless to show we were wrong
And so we follow God's own fool
For only the foolish can tell-
Believe the unbelievable
And come be
"Well met, well met, said an old true love.
"Well met, well met, said he.
"I have just returned from the salt, salt sea.
"And it's all for
He was just a carpenter by trade
He learned from his father at a very early age
There was something special in the man
There was much more to his
Well met, well met said an old true love
Well met, well met said he
I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
And it's all for the love of thee
KNOWS HOW MANY SOULS HAVE CROSSED
IT REACHES ALL THE WAY FROM YOUR HEART TO HEAVEN'S GATE
BUT JUST ONE STEP AND YOU'RE ACROSS 
HE WANTED US TO SEE HIS
down the walls of heartache, baby
I'm a carpenter of love and affection!
Breaking down the walls of heartache, baby
Got to tear down all
meeting 
I heard the rocks crying out 
I heard the rocks crying out 

Be praised for all Your tenderness by these works of Your hands 
Suns that rise
Well met, well met, my own true love
Well met, well met, cried she
I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
And it's all for the love of thee
are carpenter's wives
I don't know how they all got started
I don't know what they're doing with their lives
But me I'm still on the road
Headed for
Oh, the dream it was born in the summer of love
And it died with the Woodstock Nation
But what has it left for the carpenter's son
And the new coming
Plato, screech
I'm out chere' ballin', I know y'all hear my sneaks
Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, laid beats
Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out
"whose bias do y'all seek?"
All for Plato, screech
I'm out chere' ballin', I know y'all hear my sneaks
Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, laid beats
Hova
We'll met we'll met said an old true love
We'll met we'll met said he
I'm just returning from the salt salt sea 
And it's all for the love of thee
So now I'm goin' back again,
I got to get to her somehow.
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now.
Some are mathematicians
Here is my heart take what you want 
Cause I have no use for it anyway 
Well of all the stupid things I've ever said 
This could be the worst may
All for Plato, screech
I’m out here balling, I know y'all hear my sneaks
Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy he laid beats
Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get
seek?
All for Plato, screech
I’m out here balling, I know y'all hear my sneaks
Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy he laid beats
Hova flow the Holy Ghost,
in the west
Three wise men follow
With no time for rest

And heaven can't be far
From where we lie
Heaven can't be far
From where we lie
And in His eyes, they glimpse the power
That sees the heart of all men
And He knows His Father's mind
He speaks His Father's words
For He comes in the name
and we've made our lists 
Have you ever been haunted by the little shaking fists?
It's some missionary complex that keeps me testifying 
It's time we steal