Friday, August 04, 2017

WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN - 19 Christian lyrics by the Nobel Laureate

I was blinded by the devil
 Born already ruined
 Stone-cold dead
 As I stepped out of the womb
 By His grace I have been touched
 By His word I have been healed
 By His hand I’ve been delivered
 By His spirit I’ve been sealed

 I’ve been saved
 By the blood of the lamb
 Saved
 By the blood of the lamb
 Saved
 Saved
 And I’m so glad
 Yes, I’m so glad
 I’m so glad
 So glad
 I want to thank You, Lord
 I just want to thank You, Lord
 Thank You, Lord

 By His truth I can be upright
 By His strength I do endure
 By His power I’ve been lifted
 In His love I am secure
 He bought me with a price
 Freed me from the pit
 Full of emptiness and wrath
 And the fire that burns in it

 I’ve been saved
 By the blood of the lamb
 Saved
 By the blood of the lamb
 Saved
 Saved
 And I’m so glad
 Yes, I’m so glad
 I’m so glad
 So glad
 I want to thank You, Lord
 I just want to thank You, Lord
 Thank You, Lord

 Nobody to rescue me
 Nobody would dare
 I was going down for the last time
 But by His mercy I’ve been spared
 Not by works
 But by faith in Him who called
 For so long I’ve been hindered
 For so long I’ve been stalled

 I’ve been saved
 By the blood of the lamb
 Saved
 By the blood of the lamb
 Saved
 Saved
 And I’m so glad
 Yes, I’m so glad
 I’m so glad
 So glad
 I want to thank You, Lord
 I just want to thank You, Lord
 Thank You, Lord - Saved, BOB DYLAN AND TIM DRUMMOND



 Covenant woman got a contract with the Lord
 Way up yonder, great will be her reward
 Covenant woman, shining like a morning star
 I know I can trust you to stay where you are

 And I just got to tell you
 I do intend
 To stay closer than any friend
 I just got to thank you
 Once again
 For making your prayers known
 Unto heaven for me
 And to you, always, so grateful
 I will forever be

 I’ve been broken, shattered like an empty cup
 I’m just waiting on the Lord to rebuild and fill me up
 And I know He will do it ’cause He’s faithful and He’s true
 He must have loved me so much to send me someone as fine as you

 And I just got to tell you
 I do intend
 To stay closer than any friend
 I just got to thank you
 Once again
 For making your prayers known
 Unto heaven for me
 And to you, always, so grateful
 I will forever be

 Covenant woman, intimate little girl
 Who knows those most secret things of me that are hidden from the world
 You know we are strangers in a land we’re passing through
 I’ll always be right by your side, I’ve got a covenant too

 And I just got to tell you
 I do intend
 To stay closer than any friend
 I just got to thank you
 Once again
 For making your prayers known
 Unto heaven for me
 And to you, always, so grateful
 I will forever be - Covenant Woman, BOB DYLAN



 You have given everything to me
 What can I do for You?
 You have given me eyes to see
 What can I do for You?

 Pulled me out of bondage and You made me renewed inside
 Filled up a hunger that had always been denied
 Opened up a door no man can shut and You opened it up so wide
 And You’ve chosen me to be among the few
 What can I do for You?

 You have laid down Your life for me
 What can I do for You?
 You have explained every mystery
 What can I do for You?

 Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly
 He gets wise in his own eyes and he’s made to believe a lie
 Who would deliver him from the death he’s bound to die?
 Well, You’ve done it all and there’s no more anyone can pretend to do
 What can I do for You?

 You have given all there is to give
 What can I do for You?
 You have given me life to live
 How can I live for You?

 I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts
 I don’t care how rough the road is, show me where it starts
 Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart
 Well, I don’t deserve it but I sure did make it through
 What can I do for You? What Can I Do For You?
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN


 Well, I’m hangin’ on to a solid rock
 Made before the foundation of the world
 And I won’t let go, and I can’t let go, won’t let go
 And I can’t let go, won’t let go and I can’t let go no more

 For me He was chastised, for me He was hated
 For me He was rejected by a world that He created
 Nations are angry, cursed are some
 People are expecting a false peace to come

 Well, I’m hangin’ on to a solid rock
 Made before the foundation of the world
 And I won’t let go and I can’t let go, won’t let go
 And I can’t let go, won’t let go and I can’t let go no more

 It’s the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit
 Twenty-four hours a day you can feel it and you can hear it
 Using all the devices under the sun
 And He never give up ’til the battle’s lost or won

 Well, I’m hangin’ on to a solid rock
 Made before the foundation of the world
 And I won’t let go and I can’t let go, won’t let go
 And I can’t let go, won’t let go and I can’t let go no more Solid Rock
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN



 Well I’m pressing on
 Yes, I’m pressing on
 Well I’m pressing on
 To the higher calling of my Lord

 Many try to stop me, shake me up in my mind
 Say, “Prove to me that He is Lord, show me a sign”
 What kind of sign they need when it all come from within
 When what’s lost has been found, what’s to come has already been?

 Well I’m pressing on
 Yes, I’m pressing on
 Well I’m pressing on
 To the higher calling of my Lord

 Shake the dust off of your feet, don’t look back
 Nothing now can hold you down, nothing that you lack
 Temptation’s not an easy thing, Adam given the devil reign
 Because he sinned I got no choice, it run in my vein

 Well I’m pressing on
 Yes, I’m pressing on
 Well I’m pressing on
 To the higher calling of my Lord Pressing On
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN



 When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
 When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
 Did they know He was the Son of God, did they know that He was Lord?
 Did they hear when He told Peter, “Peter, put up your sword”?
 When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?
 When they came for Him in the garden, did they know?

 When He spoke to them in the city, did they hear?
 When He spoke to them in the city, did they hear?
 Nicodemus came at night so he wouldn’t be seen by men
 Saying, “Master, tell me why a man must be born again”
 When He spoke to them in the city, did they hear?
 When He spoke to them in the city, did they hear?

 When He healed the blind and crippled, did they see?
 When He healed the blind and crippled, did they see?
 When He said, “Pick up your bed and walk, why must you criticize?
 Same thing My Father do, I can do likewise”
 When He healed the blind and crippled, did they see?
 When He healed the blind and crippled, did they see?

 Did they speak out against Him, did they dare?
 Did they speak out against Him, did they dare?
 The multitude wanted to make Him king, put a crown upon His head
 Why did He slip away to a quiet place instead?
 Did they speak out against Him, did they dare?
 Did they speak out against Him, did they dare?

 When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
 When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
 He said, “All power is given to Me in heaven and on earth”
 Did they know right then and there what the power was worth?
 When He rose from the dead, did they believe?
 When He rose from the dead, did they believe? In The Garden
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

 If you find it in Your heart, can I be forgiven?
 Guess I owe You some kind of apology
 I’ve escaped death so many times, I know I’m only living
 By the saving grace that’s over me

 By this time I’d-a thought I would be sleeping
 In a pine box for all eternity
 My faith keeps me alive, but I still be weeping
 For the saving grace that’s over me

 Well, the death of life, then come the resurrection
 Wherever I am welcome is where I’ll be
 I put all my confidence in Him, my sole protection
 Is the saving grace that’s over me

 Well, the devil’s shining light, it can be most blinding
 But to search for love, that ain’t no more than vanity
 As I look around this world all that I’m finding
 Is the saving grace that’s over me

 The wicked know no peace and you just can’t fake it
 There’s only one road and it leads to Calvary
 It gets discouraging at times, but I know I’ll make it
 By the saving grace that’s over me
Saving Grace
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN



 Are you ready, are you ready?
 Are you ready, are you ready?

 Are you ready to meet Jesus?
 Are you where you ought to be?
 Will He know you when He sees you
 Or will He say, “Depart from Me”?

 Are you ready, hope you’re ready
 Am I ready, am I ready?
 Am I ready, am I ready?

 Am I ready to lay down my life for the brethren
 And to take up my cross?
 Have I surrendered to the will of God
 Or am I still acting like the boss?

 Am I ready, hope I’m ready

 When destruction cometh swiftly
 And there’s no time to say a fare-thee-well
 Have you decided whether you want to be
 In heaven or in hell?

 Are you ready, are you ready?

 Have you got some unfinished business?
 Is there something holding you back?
 Are you thinking for yourself
 Or are you following the pack?

 Are you ready, hope you’re ready
 Are you ready?

 Are you ready for the judgment?
 Are you ready for that terrible swift sword?
 Are you ready for Armageddon?
 Are you ready for the day of the Lord?

 Are you ready, I hope you’re readyAre You Ready
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN


 Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
 Can’t help but wonder what’s happenin’ to my companions
 Are they lost or are they found
 Have they counted the cost it’ll take to bring down
 All their earthly principles they’re gonna have to abandon?
 There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

 I had a woman down in Alabama
 She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic
 She said, “Boy, without a doubt
 Have to quit your mess and straighten out
 You could die down here, be just another accident statistic”
 There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

 All that foreign oil controlling American soil
 Look around you, it’s just bound to make you embarrassed
 Sheiks walkin’ around like kings
 Wearing fancy jewels and nose rings
 Deciding America’s future from Amsterdam and to Paris
 And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

 Man’s ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don’t apply no more
 You can’t rely no more to be standin’ around waitin'
 In the home of the brave
 Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
 Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan
 And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

 Big-time negotiators, false healers and woman haters
 Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition
 But the enemy I see
 Wears a cloak of decency
 All nonbelievers and men stealers talkin’ in the name of religion
 And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

 People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting
 Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it
 They say lose your inhibitions
 Follow your own ambitions
 They talk about a life of brotherly love show me someone who knows how to live it
 There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

 Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad-talkin’ boy she could destroy
 A real suicide case, but there was nothin’ I could do to stop it
 I don’t care about economy
 I don’t care about astronomy
 But it sure do bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets
 There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend
Slow Train
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

 You may be an ambassador to England or France
 You may like to gamble, you might like to dance
 You may be the heavyweight champion of the world
 You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls

 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
 You’re gonna have to serve somebody
 Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

 You might be a rock ’n’ roll addict prancing on the stage
 You might have drugs at your command, women in a cage
 You may be a businessman or some high-degree thief
 They may call you Doctor or they may call you Chief

 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
 You’re gonna have to serve somebody
 Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

 You may be a state trooper, you might be a young Turk
 You may be the head of some big TV network
 You may be rich or poor, you may be blind or lame
 You may be living in another country under another name

 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
 You’re gonna have to serve somebody
 Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

 You may be a construction worker working on a home
 You may be living in a mansion or you might live in a dome
 You might own guns and you might even own tanks
 You might be somebody’s landlord, you might even own banks

 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
 You’re gonna have to serve somebody
 Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

 You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride
 You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side
 You may be workin’ in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair
 You may be somebody’s mistress, may be somebody’s heir

 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
 You’re gonna have to serve somebody
 Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

 Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk
 Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk
 You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread
 You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed

 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
 You’re gonna have to serve somebody
 Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
 But you’re gonna have to serve somebody

 You may call me Terry, you may call me Timmy
 You may call me Bobby, you may call me Zimmy
 You may call me R.J., you may call me Ray
 You may call me anything but no matter what you say

 You’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
 You’re gonna have to serve somebody
 Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
 But you’re gonna have to serve somebodyGotta Serve Somebody
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN



 Precious angel, under the sun
 How was I to know you’d be the one
 To show me I was blinded, to show me I was gone
 How weak was the foundation I was standing upon?

 Now there’s spiritual warfare and flesh and blood breaking down
 Ya either got faith or ya got unbelief and there ain’t no neutral ground
 The enemy is subtle, how be it we are so deceived
 When the truth’s in our hearts and we still don’t believe?

 Shine your light, shine your light on me
 Shine your light, shine your light on me
 Shine your light, shine your light on me
 Ya know I just couldn’t make it by myself
 I’m a little too blind to see

 My so-called friends have fallen under a spell
 They look me squarely in the eye and they say, “All is well”
 Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high
 When men will beg God to kill them and they won’t be able to die?

 Sister, lemme tell you about a vision I saw
 You were drawing water for your husband, you were suffering under the law
 You were telling him about Buddha, you were telling him about Mohammed
 in the same breath
 You never mentioned one time the Man who came and died a criminal’s death

 Shine your light, shine your light on me
 Shine your light, shine your light on me
 Shine your light, shine your light on me
 Ya know I just couldn’t make it by myself
 I’m a little too blind to see

 Precious angel, you believe me when I say
 What God has given to us no man can take away
 We are covered in blood, girl, you know our forefathers were slaves
 Let us hope they’ve found mercy in their bone-filled graves

 You’re the queen of my flesh, girl, you’re my woman, you’re my delight
 You’re the lamp of my soul, girl, and you torch up the night
 But there’s violence in the eyes, girl, so let us not be enticed
 On the way out of Egypt, through Ethiopia, to the judgment hall of Christ

 Shine your light, shine your light on me
 Shine your light, shine your light on me
 Shine your light, shine your light on me
 Ya know I just couldn’t make it by myself
 I’m a little too blind to seePrecious Angel
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN



 They ask me how I feel
 And if my love is real
 And how I know I’ll make it through
 And they, they look at me and frown
 They’d like to drive me from this town
 They don’t want me around
 ’Cause I believe in you

 They show me to the door
 They say don’t come back no more
 ’Cause I don’t be like they’d like me to
 And I walk out on my own
 A thousand miles from home
 But I don’t feel alone
 ’Cause I believe in you

 I believe in you even through the tears and the laughter
 I believe in you even though we be apart
 I believe in you even on the morning after
 Oh, when the dawn is nearing
 Oh, when the night is disappearing
 Oh, this feeling is still here in my heart

 Don’t let me drift too far
 Keep me where you are
 Where I will always be renewed
 And that which you’ve given me today
 Is worth more than I could pay
 And no matter what they say
 I believe in you

 I believe in you when winter turn to summer
 I believe in you when white turn to black
 I believe in you even though I be outnumbered
 Oh, though the earth may shake me
 Oh, though my friends forsake me
 Oh, even that couldn’t make me go back

 Don’t let me change my heart
 Keep me set apart
 From all the plans they do pursue
 And I, I don’t mind the pain
 Don’t mind the driving rain
 I know I will sustain
 ’Cause I believe in youI Believe In You
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN


 Gonna change my way of thinking
 Make myself a different set of rules
 Gonna change my way of thinking
 Make myself a different set of rules
 Gonna put my good foot forward
 And stop being influenced by fools

 So much oppression
 Can’t keep track of it no more
 So much oppression
 Can’t keep track of it no more
 Sons becoming husbands to their mothers
 And old men turning young daughters into whores

 Stripes on your shoulders
 Stripes on your back and on your hands
 Stripes on your shoulders
 Stripes on your back and on your hands
 Swords piercing your side
 Blood and water flowing through the land

 Well don’t know which one is worse
 Doing your own thing or just being cool
 Well don’t know which one is worse
 Doing your own thing or just being cool
 You remember only about the brass ring
 You forget all about the golden rule

 You can mislead a man
 You can take ahold of his heart with your eyes
 You can mislead a man
 You can take ahold of his heart with your eyes
 But there’s only one authority
 And that’s the authority on high

 I got a God-fearing woman
 One I can easily afford
 I got a God-fearing woman
 One I can easily afford
 She can do the Georgia crawl
 She can walk in the spirit of the Lord

 Jesus said, “Be ready
 For you know not the hour in which I come”
 Jesus said, “Be ready
 For you know not the hour in which I come”
 He said, “He who is not for Me is against Me”
 Just so you know where He’s coming from

 There’s a kingdom called Heaven
 A place where there is no pain of birth
 There’s a kingdom called Heaven
 A place where there is no pain of birth
 Well the Lord created it, mister
 About the same time He made the earth Gonna Change My Way Of Thinking
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

 ALTERNATE VERSION


 Change my way of thinking, make myself a different set of rules
 Change my way of thinking, make myself a different set of rules
 Put my best foot forward, stop being influenced by fools

 I’m sittin’ at the welcome table, I’m so hungry I could eat a horse
 I’m sittin’ at the welcome table, I’m so hungry I could eat a horse
 I’m gonna revitalize my thinking, I’m gonna let the law take its course

 Jesus is calling, He’s coming back to gather up his jewels
 Jesus is calling, He’s coming back to gather up his jewels
 We living by the golden rule, whoever got the gold rules

 The sun is shining, ain’t but one train on this track
 The sun is shining, ain’t but one train on this track
 I’m stepping out of the dark woods, I’m jumping on the monkey’s back

 I’m all dressed up, I’m going to the county dance
 I’m all dressed up, I’m going to the county dance
 Every day you got to pray for guidance
 Every day you got to give yourself a chance

 Storms are on the ocean, storms out on the mountain, too
 Storms are on the ocean, storms out on the mountain, too
 Oh Lord, you know I have no friend like you

 I’ll tell you something, things you never had you’ll never miss
 I’ll tell you something, things you never had you’ll never miss
 A brave man will kill you with a sword, a coward with a kissGonna Change My Way Of Thinking
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN



 Don’t wanna judge nobody, don’t wanna be judged
 Don’t wanna touch nobody, don’t wanna be touched
 Don’t wanna hurt nobody, don’t wanna be hurt
 Don’t wanna treat nobody like they was dirt

 But if you do right to me, baby
 I’ll do right to you, too
 Ya got to do unto others
 Like you’d have them, like you’d have them, do unto you

 Don’t wanna shoot nobody, don’t wanna be shot
 Don’t wanna buy nobody, don’t wanna be bought
 Don’t wanna bury nobody, don’t wanna be buried
 Don’t wanna marry nobody if they’re already married

 But if you do right to me, baby
 I’ll do right to you, too
 Ya got to do unto others
 Like you’d have them, like you’d have them, do unto you

 Don’t wanna burn nobody, don’t wanna be burned
 Don’t wanna learn from nobody what I gotta unlearn
 Don’t wanna cheat nobody, don’t wanna be cheated
 Don’t wanna defeat nobody if they already been defeated

 But if you do right to me, baby
 I’ll do right to you, too
 Ya got to do unto others
 Like you’d have them, like you’d have them, do unto you

 Don’t wanna wink at nobody, don’t wanna be winked at
 Don’t wanna be used by nobody for a doormat
 Don’t wanna confuse nobody, don’t wanna be confused
 Don’t wanna amuse nobody, don’t wanna be amused

 But if you do right to me, baby
 I’ll do right to you, too
 Ya got to do unto others
 Like you’d have them, like you’d have them, do unto you

 Don’t wanna betray nobody, don’t wanna be betrayed
 Don’t wanna play with nobody, don’t wanna be waylaid
 Don’t wanna miss nobody, don’t wanna be missed
 Don’t put my faith in nobody, not even a scientist

 But if you do right to me, baby
 I’ll do right to you, too
 Ya got to do unto others
 Like you’d have them, like you’d have them, do unto you
Do Right To Me Baby (Do Unto Others)
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN



 God don’t make no promises that He don’t keep
 You got some big dreams, baby, but in order to dream you gotta still be asleep

 When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
 When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?

 Counterfeit philosophies have polluted all of your thoughts
 Karl Marx has got ya by the throat, Henry Kissinger’s got you tied up in knots

 When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
 When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?

 You got innocent men in jail, your insane asylums are filled
 You got unrighteous doctors dealing drugs that’ll never cure your ills

 When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
 When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?

 You got men who can’t hold their peace and women who can’t control their tongues
 The rich seduce the poor and the old are seduced by the young

 When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
 When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?

 Adulterers in churches and pornography in the schools
 You got gangsters in power and lawbreakers making rules

 When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
 When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?

 Spiritual advisors and gurus to guide your every move
 Instant inner peace and every step you take has got to be approved

 When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
 When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?

 Do you ever wonder just what God requires?
 You think He’s just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires

 When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
 When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?

 You can’t take it with you and you know that it’s too worthless to be sold
 They tell you, “Time is money,” as if your life was worth its weight in gold

 When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
 When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?

 There’s a Man up on a cross and He’s been crucified
 Do you have any idea why or for who He died?

 When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
 When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?When You Gonna Wake Up
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN


 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, in the beginning
 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, long time ago

 He saw an animal that liked to growl
 Big furry paws and he liked to howl
 Great big furry back and furry hair
 “Ah, think I’ll call it a bear”

 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, in the beginning
 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, long time ago

 He saw an animal up on a hill
 Chewing up so much grass until she was filled
 He saw milk comin’ out but he didn’t know how
 “Ah, think I’ll call it a cow”

 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, in the beginning
 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, long time ago

 He saw an animal that liked to snort
 Horns on his head and they weren’t too short
 It looked like there wasn’t nothin’ that he couldn’t pull
 “Ah, think I’ll call it a bull”

 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, in the beginning
 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, long time ago

 He saw an animal leavin’ a muddy trail
 Real dirty face and a curly tail
 He wasn’t too small and he wasn’t too big
 “Ah, think I’ll call it a pig”

 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, in the beginning
 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, long time ago

 Next animal that he did meet
 Had wool on his back and hooves on his feet
 Eating grass on a mountainside so steep
 “Ah, think I’ll call it a sheep”

 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, in the beginning
 Man gave names to all the animals
 In the beginning, long time ago

 He saw an animal as smooth as glass
 Slithering his way through the grass
 Saw him disappear by a tree near a lake . . .Man Gave Names To All The Animals
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN


 The iron hand it ain’t no match for the iron rod
 The strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty God
 For all those who have eyes and all those who have ears
 It is only He who can reduce me to tears
 Don’t you cry and don’t you die and don’t you burn
 For like a thief in the night, He’ll replace wrong with right
 When He returns

 Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through
 He unleashed His power at an unknown hour that no one knew
 How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice?
 How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
 Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride?
 Will I ever learn that there’ll be no peace, that the war won’t cease
 Until He returns?

 Surrender your crown on this blood-stained ground, take off your mask
 He sees your deeds, He knows your needs even before you ask
 How long can you falsify and deny what is real?
 How long can you hate yourself for the weakness you conceal?
 Of every earthly plan that be known to man, He is unconcerned
 He’s got plans of His own to set up His throne
 When He returns When He Returns
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

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