My Lord (yes my Lord) keeps a record,
Of the moments I’m living down here.
He knows (yes He knows) all about me,
All my troubles, my sorrows, my fears.
The Lord’s our Rock, in Him we hide,
A Shelter in the time of storm;
Secure whatever ill betide,
A Shelter in the time of storm.
O He never would say: ‘I’m too busy today’
Every tear, every care, He’s promised He will share
And although He’s the Lord of all glory
Yet He’s only a prayer away
This old house I’m livin’
In is needing repair
The windows and the shutters are
Letting in the cold cold air
Come Jesus come
We’ve been waiting so long
For the day You return to heal every hurt
And right every wrong
All is well, all is well
We have heard the Message Shalom
And all is well
There is a place of perfect rest
You are the miracle
You are the miracle, in our lives
And we thank you, Lord we thank you
We have safely made it through because of you
I’m living on the mountain, underneath a cloudless sky;
I’m drinking at the fountain that never shall run dry;
O yes! I’m feasting on the manna from a bountiful supply,
For I am dwelling in Beulah Land.
John was in the Spirit on the Lord’s day,
He heard a voice from heaven
And this is what it said:
I’m the Alpha and Omega
O John, O John, What Do You Say?
Walk In Jerusalem Just Like John.
That I’ll Be There At The Coming Day,
Walk In Jerusalem Just Like John.