First Hand lyrics
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Artist: Steven Curtis Chapman Album: First Hand
Lyrics
Another sunday morning, same old you Hoping that the preacher's preaching's almost through; Not sure you need to hear this Seems like you've heard it all before A hundred times or more
All this information second hand; Is there something more you don't understand? It's a way of life you're missing Where the word becomes a part of you Walking everyday with jesus Finding out his promises are true
Living life first hand Learning the truth Straight from the father Living life first hand There's no middle man When you walk with the lord First hand
It's all in your mind, the world will say But this is something That they can't explain away; Not just some fancy talking Or just some emotion that you feel It's a life of first hand walking Finding out his promises are real
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