THE MAN UPSTAIRS
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With hope and cares for the "Man upstairs"...
I search for His guiding light.
I yearn with a will for my heart to fill
for a need in my earthly plight.
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I have no gold, but a hungry soul,
which is wealth of my whole affairs;
It's the gift He gave and the one He saved...
by the grace of the Man upstairs.
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And the man upstairs with our souls He spares
if we follow His master plan;
is believe in Him and confess our sin,
and be kind to our fellow man.
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And look to Him when our lives grow dim;
to His wonders that never cease;
and when in doubt throw the Devil out,
assuring us lasting peace.
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Now the days go by and my time draws nigh,
and nothing I see compares:
to the blessed love and the cares above,
coming from the Man upstairs!
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William Hardison (c)
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