parable - act 3 lyrics
and i never learned to sing
or ever dance in time
and i wouldn’t have a reason
if you gave me every dime
every morning, every day
they just look the same
i’ve been sittin’ here for forty years
the gate, it is called beautiful
have pity on the lame
makes a man to wonder why he lives, lives
just another day
they all stop to pray
everyone just seems to pass me by
thе gate, it is called beautiful
havе pity on the lame
you would think they’d hear an old man cry
then i saw them coming closer
“can you fill my empty cup?”
two men looking, gazing at me
one just said, “now look on me”
but i never learned to sing
or ever dance in time
and i wouldn’t have a reason
if you gave me every dime
“we ain’t got a dime”
as that big man said
“but what we have we’ll surely give you
we’re gonna give you
the man who is called beautiful
is risen from the grave
so in the name of jesus, rise and live, live”
somethin’s comin’ over me
he took me by the hand, huh
what in the world’s he tryin’ to prove
he lifted me up, and i began to stand, yeah
all at once my feet began to move, move
and i’m learnin’ how to sing
and even dance in time
and jesus is the reason
and you can keep your dime
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