Loretta Lynn Album

Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die
Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die.

Once upon a time there lived a man
And his name was Isaac
He walked with God, both day and night,
But he didn't wanna die.

He cried, oh Lord, please let me live,
Death is close I know
God smiled down on Isaac
And gave him, fifteen years to go.

Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven
But I don't wanna die.

So, I long for the day when I'll have new birth
Still I love the livin' here on earth
Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die.

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When Jesus lived here on this earth
He knew his father's plan
He knew that he must give his life
To save the soul of men.

When Judas had betrayed him
His father heard him cry
He was brave until his death
But he didn't wanna die.

Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die
Lord, I wanna go to heaven
But I don't wanna die.

So, I long for the day when I'll have new birth
Still I love the livin' here on earth
Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die.

Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die...

Last night I dreamed
I took a walk
Up Calvary's lonely hill,
The things I saw
With my own eyes
Could not have been more real.

I saw upon three crosses
Three men in agony;
Two, cried out for mercy,
And a third man, He looked at me.

And oh, the hurt in this man's eyes
It just broke my heart in two!
And it seemed I could hear him say
"Son, I'm doing this for you."

I knelt beneath the third man's cross,
And slowly bowed my head,
I reached out to touch his feet,
And it stained my hand's with red.

And when I heard him cry in pain,
I raised my eyes to see;
The blood spilled from the third man's side
And some of it spilled on me.

The third man wore a crown of thorns,
Spikes held him to the tree,
And I heard him say, "Oh God, My God,
Why hast thou forsaken me?"

And there within the mighty crowd,
The ones who mocked Him cried
"King, save Thyself if thou art King!"
And then the third man died.

Suddenly, I heard the thunder roll,
I saw the lightening pierce the sky.
Then third man was still hanging there,
And I began to cry.

I saw the boulders fall,
And heard the breaking of the ground.
And then I awoke,
And though I dreamed;
I touched my cheek and found,

My eyes were wet where I had cried.
A dream, I wished I knew
I can still hear the third man say,
"I'm doing this for you."..

Oh Lord, my God when I in all some wonder
Considered all the worlds Thy hands have made
I see the stars I hear the roaring thunder
Thy art throughout the universe displayed.

Then sings my soul
Dear God to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art.

Then sings my soul
Dear God to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art.

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When Christ shall come with shouts of acclamation
To take me home what joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
And there proclaim my God how great Thou art.

Then sings my soul
Dear God to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art.

Then sings my soul
Dear God to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art...

Once I stood in the night with my head bowed low
In the darkness as black as the sea
And my heart was afraid and I cried
Oh Lord, don't hide your face from me.

Hold my hand all the way, every hour
Every day from here to the great unknown
Take my hand, let me stand
Where no one stands alone.

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Like a king I may live in a palace
So tall with great riches to call my own
But I don't know a thing in this whole wide world
That's worse than being alone.

Hold my hand all the way, every hour
Every day from here to the great unknown
Take my hand, let me stand
Where no one stands alone...

How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream
When memory recalls them now and then
And with what rapture sweet my weary heart would beat
If I could hear my mother pray again.

If I could hear my mother pray again
If I could hear her tender voice as then
How glad I would be with who means so much to me
If I could hear my mother pray again.

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She used to pray that I, on Jesus would rely
And always walk the shining gospel way
So trusting still his love I'll seek that home above
For I shall meet my mother some glad day.

If I could hear my mother pray again
If I could hear her tender voice as then
How glad I would be with who means so much to me
If I could hear my mother pray again...

In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.

There's a land that is fairer than day
And by faith we can see it apart
For the father waits over the way
To prepare us a dwelling place there.

In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.

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To a wonderful father above
We shall offer our tribute of praise
For the glory as gift of his love
and the blessings that hallow our days.

In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore
In the sweet by and by
We shall meet on that beautiful shore...

How I like the old time preachin', prayin', singin', shoutin'
How I like the old time readin' of God's words
How I like to hear that old time hallelujah glory
How I like the old time worship of the Lord.

Long ago when just a child at old camp meetin' time
How my heart would beat with joy to hear the old bells chime
Callin' all the saints of God onto the house of prayer
Oh, such prayin' singin' shoutin' for the Lord was there.

How I like the old time preachin', prayin', singin', shoutin'
How I like the old time readin' of God's words
How I like to hear that old time hallelujah glory
How I like the old time worship of the Lord.

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Preachin' in them good ole days was still the world acclaim
Preachin' for the souls of men and not for wordly fame
Under such old fashion preachin' sinners knelt and pray
And the Lord would save them in that good ole fashion way.

How I like the old time preachin', prayin', singin', shoutin'
How I like the old time readin' of God's words
How I like to hear that old time hallelujah glory
How I like the old time worship of the Lord...

There's a land beyond the river
That we call the sweet forever
And we only reach that shore by fate you see
Yes, I want to see my Jesus
Shake his hand and hear him greet us
When they ring those golden bells for you and me.

Don't you hear the bells a ringing
Can't you hear the angels singing
This glory hallelujah jubilee
In that far off sweet forever just beyond the shining river
When they ring those golden bells for you and me.

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When our days have known the number
When in death we'll sweetly slumber
When the king commands the spirit to be free
There'll be no more stormy weather
We'll live peacefully together
When they ring those golden bells for you and me.

Don't you hear the bells a ringing
Can't you hear the angels singing
This glory hallelujah jubilee
In that far off sweet forever just beyond the shining river
When they ring those golden bells for you and me...

Oh well, I'm tired and so weary but I must go along
Till my Lord comes and calls me, calls me away, oh yes
Oh well, the morning's so bright and the lamb is the light
And the night, night is as black as the sea. oh yes.

There will be peace, peace in the valley for me some day
There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray
There'll be no sadness, no sorrow, no troubles I'll see
There will be peace, peace in the valley for me.

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Well, the bear will be gentle and the wolf will be tame
And the lion shall lay down, down by the lamb, oh yes
And the beast from the wild will be lead by little child
And I'll be changed, changed from this creature that I am, oh yes.

There will be peace, peace in the valley for me some day
There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray
There'll be no sadness, no sorrow, no troubles I'll see
There will be peace, peace in the valley for me...

(L. Waldrop)

(Someday I'll be strong enough)
(To make that church bells ring)
(And when my voice grows steady)
(I can help the choir sing.)

(Somehow I can be usefull)
(So put me to the test)
(I know I can't do very much)
(But Lord I'll do my best.)

Last night just at bed time
I looked in upon my son
And the picture I saw as I stood there
Was surely a blessed one.

Proudly I watched and listened
To all he tried to say
'Cause it makes my heart just burst with pride
When I hear my children pray.

And he said dear Lord I'm just a little boy
And I don't know how to pray
But so many of your people
Has slowly turned away.

Well, maybe there's something I can do
To help in your great plan
I know I can't do very much
But I'll do the best I can.

Couldn't I light the little candles
Or maybe sweep the pews
I'll do anything dear Lord
Just as long as it's for you.

Why, can I open up the doors
Or dust your sacred stand
I know I can do something
If you'll just hold my hand.

Yes, proudly I stood and listened
To all he tried to say
And it makes my heart just burst with pride
When I hear my children pray.

(I know I can't do very much)
(But Lord I'll do my best...)

I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be his than have riches untold
I'd rather have Jesus than houses or land
I'd rather be led by his nail pierced hands.

Than to be the queen of the best domain
And be held in sin's dreads way
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.

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I'd rather have Jesus than men's applause
I'd rather be faithful to his dear cause
I'd rather have Jesus then world wide things
I'd rather be true to his holy name.

Than to be the queen of the best domain
And be held in sin's dreads way
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today...

In our little one room country school
It's where I learned to pray
A church without a steeple
That's where I learned to pray.

Every Sunday morning
About the hour of ten
The door would open to our school
The preacher did walk in.

He'd smile and say good morning
How's everything today?
We'd bow our heads and close our eyes
And then he'd say let's pray.

In our little one room country school
It's where I learned to pray
Our church that had no steeple
Is no longer there today.

From Monday until Friday at school
We'd learn and play
Then back at school on Sunday
That's where I learned to pray.

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Our clothes were clean but faded
Sometimes our feet were bare
But no one noticed anything
Except the Lord was there.

We'd come from all directions
Searching for the way
Harmonizes at school on Sunday
That's where I learned to pray.

In our little one room country school
It's where I learned to pray
Our church that had no steeple
Is no longer there today.

From Monday until Friday at school
We'd learn and play
Then back at school on Sunday
That's where I learned to pray...