CHORUS 1:
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When I die,
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please don't cry.
C G
Not a single tear shed
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'cuz I won't be dead.
VERSE 1:
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I'll be living in the presence
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of Peace's prince
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and of the Father
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who, in His Mercy,
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sent the Messiah
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to pay for the sins of me.
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And in His Grace
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raised Him so I can live eternally.
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One day, I'll see His glorious face
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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:
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When you die,
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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:
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I got 'dopted! I got 'dopted!
A D
the very moment I opted
A
to accept His Grace.
D A
He erased every trace
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of my sin and guilt.
A D
My heart, with joy, He filled.
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I got 'dopted! I got 'dopted!
VERSE 1:
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I was wild,
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but now I'm his child.
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I do not deserve
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this oportunity to serve
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my Holy, Risen Savior;
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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.
Only two passengers aboard
the rumbling stage coach.
The cowboy, being bored,
struck up a conversation
with the humble parson.
They discussed cattle,
roping and riding, and such.
But somehow, they began
to discuss sin and salvaton.
The parson talked, oh so much,
about the fiery battle
between the flesh and the spirit.
The cowboy, the more he did hear it
was intrigued how Christ died for his sin.
Right there on a rumbling stage coach,
he bowed his head and found grace devine.
Right there on a rumbling stage coach,
he grace, love, joy and peace, he did find.
Right there on a rumbling stage coach,
he bowed his head and found eternal salvation.
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.