The Chariot, Sacred harp singers - And Shot Each Other lyrics
[The Chariot, Sacred harp singers - And Shot Each Other lyrics]
Embrace, reaction, reaction, we ain't God
But here he comes
Destiny's real, and she comes with a smile
Passing by your grave, pass
Reach the plague reach the plague
Reach the plague reach the plague
Black plague black plague
Black plague black plague
In this city that never sleeps
And wakes up swinging reach (the plague)
We (will paint) we (will paint)
Red (stay calm)
And we'll paint the rivers red, it's fate
Shake hands (shake hands) and (with fate)
Shake (and with fate) hands (shake hands)
Because they sing the same songs
And they just keep singing
Shake hands (shake hands) and (with fate)
Shake (and with fate) hands (shake hands)
And up above, every storm is the day
Shake hands (shake hands) and (with fate)
Shake (and with fate) hands (shake hands)
How happy is every child of grace
Who feels his sins forgiven
This world, he cries, is not my place
I seek a place in heaven
A country far from mortal sight, yet oh
By faith I see!
The land of rest, the saint's delight
A heaven prepared for me
Oh, what a blessed hope is ours
While here on earth we stay
We more than taste the heavenly
Powers and antedate that day
We feel the resurrection near
Our life in Christ concealed and with his
Glorious presence here our
Earthen vessels filled
But here he comes
Destiny's real, and she comes with a smile
Passing by your grave, pass
Reach the plague reach the plague
Reach the plague reach the plague
Black plague black plague
Black plague black plague
In this city that never sleeps
And wakes up swinging reach (the plague)
We (will paint) we (will paint)
Red (stay calm)
And we'll paint the rivers red, it's fate
Shake hands (shake hands) and (with fate)
Shake (and with fate) hands (shake hands)
Because they sing the same songs
And they just keep singing
Shake hands (shake hands) and (with fate)
Shake (and with fate) hands (shake hands)
And up above, every storm is the day
Shake hands (shake hands) and (with fate)
Shake (and with fate) hands (shake hands)
How happy is every child of grace
Who feels his sins forgiven
This world, he cries, is not my place
I seek a place in heaven
A country far from mortal sight, yet oh
By faith I see!
The land of rest, the saint's delight
A heaven prepared for me
Oh, what a blessed hope is ours
While here on earth we stay
We more than taste the heavenly
Powers and antedate that day
We feel the resurrection near
Our life in Christ concealed and with his
Glorious presence here our
Earthen vessels filled