[Harp in my Heart] EP8 Keith Green

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Dear John Letter (To the Devil): 0:00~3:16

To Obey Is Better Than Sacrifice: 11:43~15:00

My Eyes Are Dry: 22:30~24:29

Dear John Letter (To the Devil)

Oh, I used to love you but now that's hard to do

'Cause I got some information 'bout the evil things at night that you do

Now the whole thing is through, we're through

Oh, you're such a devil, how'd you get me to believe you were true, ooh?

Oh, my momma warned me and how my daddy cried

The day I left my home, you said you'd always keep me satisfied

But oh, how you lied, you lied

Well, I should have heard my momma's words

But then I guess I had too much pride, original sin

Oh, I used to lie awake at night and see your face on the ceilin'

What a bad a feelin' I have when I think of how you almost got me

In the ways of the world, in the ways of the world

My so-called friends said I misjudged you, my anger's all in vain

But I'm afraid you got to them before I had a chance to explain

And it caused me such pain, ouch!

'Cause they were such good friends of mine

But now you've got them playin' your game, you creep

Oh, I used to lie awake at night and see your face on the ceilin'

What a bad a feelin' I have when I think of how you almost got me

In the ways of the world, in the ways of the world

Oh, in the ways of the world, in the ways of the world

Well, I believe in Jesus and what he said he's gonna do

He'll put an apple in your lyin' mouth and cook you in a sulfur stew, ooh

One that'll never be through, is it soup yet? No

Ah, but if he hadn't rescued me then I'd be down there cookin' too

Oh, if Jesus hadn't rescued me then I'd be cookin' right next to you, ooh

I used to lie awake at night and see your face on the ceilin'

What a great feelin' I have when I think of how you're gonna get yours

At the end of the world, the end of the world

Oh, at the end of the world, at the end of the world

Oh, at the end of the world

To Obey Is Better Than Sacrifice

To obey is better than sacrifice

I don't need your money, I want your life

And I hear you say that I'm coming back soon

But you act like I'll never return

Well you speak of grace and my love so sweet

How you thrive on milk but reject my meat

And I can't help weeping at how it will be

If you keep on ignoring my words

Well you pray to prosper and succeed

But your flesh is something I just can't feed

To obey is better than sacrifice

I want more than Sundays and Wednesday nights

'Cause if you can't come to me everyday

Then don't bother coming at all

To obey is better than sacrifice

I want hearts of fire, not your prayers of ice

And I'm coming quickly to give back to you

According to what you have done

According to what you have done

According to what you have done

My Eyes Are Dry

My eyes are dry, my faith is old

My heart is hard, my prayers are cold

And I know how I ought to be

Alive to You and dead to me

Oh what can be done for an old heart like mine

Soften it up with oil and wine

The oil is You, Your Spirit of love

Please wash me anew in the wine of Your Blood

My eyes are dry, my faith is old

My heart is hard, my prayers are cold

And I know how I ought to be

Alive to You and dead to me

Oh what can be done for an old heart like mine

Soften it up with oil and wine

The oil is You, Your Spirit of love