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a babe inside
And I wonder what I've done
Holy father you have come
And chosen me now to carry your son

I am waiting in a silent prayer
I am
Once in royal David's city 
Stood a lowly cattle-shed 
Where a mother laid her Baby 
In a manger for His bed; 
Mary was that mother mild, 
Jesus
Shooting out across the moon

Save this place
In the valley of tears
By the river of time
From weapons race
In the Book of David
In the holy night
Once in royal David's city
Stood a lowly cattle shed
There a mother laid her baby
In a manger for His bed
Mary was that mother mild
Jesus Christ
who sing your praise
I hunger and thirst for your righteousness
And it's only found one place

Take me in to the holy of holies
Take me in by the blood
I dreamed I saw my name in lights
And spoke Your word for all to hear
I dreamed my name was recognized
By people far and people near

But I have come
Once in royal David's city 
Stood a lowly cattle-shed 
Where a mother laid her baby 
In a manger for His bed
Mary was that mother mild 
Jesus
Once in royal David's city 
Stood a lowly cattle-shed 
Where a mother laid her baby 
In a manger for His bed
Mary was that mother mild 
Jesus
Once in royal David's city 
Stood a lowly cattle-shed 
Where a mother laid her baby 
In a manger for His bed
Mary was that mother mild 
Jesus
Once in royal David's city 
Stood a lowly cattle-shed 
Where a mother laid her baby 
In a manger for His bed
Mary was that mother mild 
Jesus
a businessman in the Holy Land as a sidewalk souvenir shop 
I bought a little Bible since I'd hardly stopped 
And it was in Paris France somehow by chance that
Take me past the outer courts,
Into the holy place,
Past the brazen altar.
Lord I want to see Your face.
Pass me by the crowds of people
born this day in the City of David a Saviour 
Which is Christ the Lord 

Then I took the little Holy Book held it close and tight 
I closed my eyes
waters by
My soul thou hath restored again
And me to walk dost make
Within the path of righteousness
Even for his name's sake
Yeah, though I walk in
Once in royal David's city, Stood a lowly cattle shed, Where a mother laid her baby, In a manger for his bed: Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ
the 
Priest who sing your praise
I hunger and thirst for your righteousness 
But it's only found one place

Take me in to the holy of hollies
Take me in by
In this place so slowly there's no one left
All my saviors are forgone and white horses went along
I have to lit my joyfire

I lay my hands onto
By David Allan Coe

Dedicated to lovers everywhere. May you always find something in my music to believe in and hold you together.

THERE AIN'T
we goin' get high, right niggas
Freak off, sip a little liquor
What up, in the club, blowin up figgas
Me and my 'Lanz niggas
Royal Flush, honey is
Throw his clothes to the wind
To dance a jig, in my skin
And be re-made by your cleansing again

[Chorus]
I give You myself
It's all that I have
In search of human cattle
Drawn toward their anguished cries
Drowned by machine gun rattle
Compassion less as mortals die
They feed as we lie
(Chorus 1)
We can enter in, enter in
Into Heaven's Holy place
We can enter in, enter in
Boldly by His blood we can approach His throne of grace
We can
in the tall grass
Just looking for a place to shed our skins

We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old
height
In ancient times gave holy law,
In cloud and majesty and awe.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to you, O Israel!

Oh, come O Rod
to carry your son

I am waiting in a silent prayer
I am frightened by the load I bear
In a world as cold as stone
Must I walk this path alone?
Be with