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CHORUS 1:

C

When I die,

F

please don't cry.

C                      G

Not a single tear shed

G

'cuz I won't be dead.

VERSE 1:

G

I'll be living in the presence

D

of Peace's prince

G

and of the Father

C

who, in His Mercy,

G

sent the Messiah

D

to pay for the sins of me.

G

And in His Grace

C                          G

raised Him so I can live eternally.

G                           D

One day, I'll see His glorious face

G

so.......

(Repeat  Chorus 1)

VERSE 2:

And I'm hoping you'll join me

and we'll joyfully

sing His praises.

I want to see you

there, shouting phrases

Glorifying unto

death's conqueror,

The One Who paid for the sins of me and you.

oh come to Him and be made pure

so.......

CHORUS 2:

C

When you die,

F

you won't cry.

C                      G

Not a single tear shed

G

'cuz you won't be dead.

(Repeat  Chorus 1 three or four times, have fun with it.)

CHORUS:

D

I got 'dopted! I got 'dopted!

A                        D

the very moment I opted

A

to accept His Grace.

D                 A

He erased every trace

D

of my sin and guilt.

A                           D

My heart, with joy, He filled.

D

I got 'dopted! I got 'dopted!

VERSE 1:

G

I was wild,

D                G

but now I'm his child.

C

I do not deserve

G                   C

this oportunity to serve

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my Holy, Risen Savior;

D                              D7

but He looked on me with Favour.

(Repeat Chorus)

VERSE 2:

Forever His child

I'm no longer exiled

From His presence.

I'm now living in His presence

Praising my Holy, Risen, Savior

'cuz He looked on me with Favour.

Though, he was working at the livery,

he would always be a cowboy at heart.

He longed to once again own a horse of
his own.

And his mind was totally blown

the day a young man named Bart

brought two horses into the livery.

“I'll be in town for a month or so

and I'll make you a deal.

I'm a gambler by trade, and only need

one horse, but I won this steed

he's a fine horse, but I don't feel

he's right for my need, you know?”

“I'll trade him to you in exchange

for taking care of the mare

while I'm in town. Our friend

quickly agreed, but then

to wth his boss, trying to be fair

to pay the gamblers bill himself, did
arrange.

Thus, he did acquire a spirited horse

who turned out to be the fastest animal
in town.

Oh, how he prized that stallion.

He named the animal “Scallion.”

He was happy to have found

a way to buy his own horse.

That night, when he knelt to pray

he Thanked God for blessing him.

He knew that this deal could only

have come from God, you see.

He did not know of the upcoming need
young Jim

would have, or in meeting it, the part
the horse would play.

For many many years

his face was streaked

with his own tears

nightly as his voice creaked

in humble prayer.

“Lord, please help her

find Your salvation.

May she see her sin

and turn to You, Lord.”

Then one day, ignored

no longer could Holy Ghost be

by the child's lost relation.

In Christ, she found salvation.

And the boy rejoiced

even louder than the angels in Heaven.

In prayer, he humbly voiced

His thankfulness that very night.

Oh that very night

his face was streaked

with his joyful tears.

The cowboy turned liveryman

found himself asking his friend,

the humble parson, to baprize him.

This, on the very Sunday that it became

official that he would be the new pastor

of this little white church.

So to the creek just outside town

they went and there they found

the perfect spot for his baptism.

The entire congregation was there

in joyful song, their voices filled the air.

They rejoiced in knowing

that the kingdom was growing.

It was truly a joyfu day.

Our two friends entered the water, smiling.

The parson said a few words, and then emersed

his new friend beneath the water. The crowd dispersed

oh so slowly, many remaining to speak to the two men.

 Stepping off the stage,

he noticed the sage

walk toward the hotel.

That parson, that sage

would come to dwell

here for many years.

But neither of them

had any way of knowng this.

Knowing his finances were grim,

this cowboy was still filled with bliss.

Walking in the opposite direction

from his newfound friend,

the cowboy found the livery stable.

Thinking he might be able to rent

a horse and thus be able

to ride out to the nearest ranch

and maybe find himself a job.

But the man at the livery offered

to hire him. The man, Rob,

offered him wages obsurd.

Rob owned the feed and grain

and, as he did explain,

Became the owner of the stable,

to his wife's great disdain,

when the previous owner was unable

to pay his bills and left town suddenly.

Willing to pay the same wages

the nearby ranchers pay a hand

to avoid his wife's rages:

his return to the store was her demand.

A few days later, our new liveryman

found this job did not demand

him to work on Sunday.

So, he went to church with his friend,

in whom Chrst's love was on full display.

Yes, it's of the parson, I speak here.

The cowboy had not been to church in years

but recently had come to know Christ

and now his whole life had changed, it appears.

His heart was now filled with the love of Christ.

With hearts we ourseves defiled

with our heinous sin, we were exiled

from You. But that we could be reconciled,

You bore our sin, our shame

upon the cross, a wooden frame...

an altar for the final sacrifice

for all our sin, shame, and vice.

Rising again after three days

you brought new life, new ways.

If we humbly repent and surrender

to You, Lord, you will render

us to be Holy, righteous

remembering no more the sins of us.

And eternal life, You will give us.