Lyrics:
Sweet Jesus sweet Jesus
What a wonder you are
You are brighter than the morning star
You are fairer much fairer
Than the lily that grows by
My baby is taller than most men
Slender than most women
Fairer than most queens
I'm the envy of men
My baby is taller than most men
Slender than most
Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands
Robed in the blooming garb of spring
Jesus is Fairer, Jesus is purer
Who makes the woeful heart
and crown.
Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands,
Robed in the blooming garb of spring;
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer,
Who makes the woeful
Sweet Jesus sweet Jesus
What a wonder You are
You are brighter than the morning star
You are fairer much fairer
Than the lily that grows by
Brighter than the sun
Fairer than the moon
Your beauty is so dazzling
Bigger than the sea
Higher than the clouds
Your soul is so enlightening
What
had
The memories may well linger
I can't say fairer than that
Don't tell me how it is
That I should not behave
Don't tell me secrets that
You're taking
and crown.
Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands,
Robed in the blooming garb of spring;
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer,
Who makes the woeful
Fair are the meadows
Fairer still the woodlands
Robed in the blooming garb of spring
Jesus is fairer jesus is purer
Who makes the woeful heart to sing
The longer I look at you
The fairer you become
Every time I hear your voice
Sweeter is the song
Each glanced borrowed from your eyes
Deeper is
there will never be
Another more beautiful (than You)
No, there's never been, there will never be
Another more (Beautiful than You)
You are fairer than
be fairer weather
Light a little spark
Illuminate the dark
Don’t think about what could be
Soon you will hear the reprise
You're braver than you
in search of fairer weather
And we sit here in our storm and drink a toast
To the slim chance of love's recovery
There I am in younger days, star
in search of fairer weather
And we sit here in our storm and drink a toast
To the slim chance of love's recovery
There I am in younger days, star
in search of fairer weather
And we sit here in our storm and drink a toast
To the slim chance of love's recovery.
There I am in younger days, star
Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands
Robed in the blooming garb of spring
Jesus is Fairer, Jesus is purer
Who makes the woeful heart to sing
She sees a wall standing fairer than the sun
Bedecked with gold leeward of the fire
She sees divine brothers return
Would you know more?
She sees
to stand and speak
With a seat at the table
There’s a chance to sow a seed
For a fairer type of system
That this country truly needs
Be careful what you
You are the Rose of Sheron
The fairest of them all
You are everything my heart desire
You are (You are fairer much fairer)
Than the Lilly (Than
couldn't be honest with me
I wouldn't be much good to you
I stood face to face with you
On a planet that circled a fairer sun
I sung the constant note in
to stand and speak
With a seat at the table
There's a chance to sow a seed
For a fairer type of system
That this country truly needs
Be careful what you
fairer than any
'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed
Where the moon and the stars they were shining
The moon shone its rays on her locks
Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands,
Robed in the blooming garb of spring;
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer,
Who makes the woeful heart
Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands
Robed in the blooming garb of spring
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer
Who makes the woeful heart to sing.
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