Sunday, July 23, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 150

Jordan

sung by The Stanley Brothers and the Clinch Mountain Boys 1960



Oh come and as you tread life's journey
Take Jesus as your daily guide
Though you may feel pure and saintly
Without him walkin by your side

But when you come to make the crossing
At the ending of your pilgrim way
If you ever will need our Savior
You'll surely need him on that day

(Now look at that) cold Jordan
(Look at its) deep waters
(Look at that) wide river
Oh hear the mighty billows roll

(You better take) Jesus with you
(He's a) true companion
(For I'm) sure without him
That you never will make it o'er

That awful day of judgment
Is comin' in the by and by
We'll see our Lord descending
In Glory from on high

Oh let us keep in touch with Jesus
And in his precious love abide
We may be ever caught ready
When he calls us over Jordan's tide

(Now look at that) cold Jordan
(Look at its) deep waters
(Look at that) wide river
Oh, hear the mighty billows roll

(You better take) Jesus with you
(He's a) true companion
(For I'm) sure without him
That you never will make it o'er

(Oh what) oh what you gonna do
(Oh what) oh what you gonna say
(Oh how) oh how you gonna feel
When you come to the end of the way




Sunday, July 16, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 149

If We Forget God

Sung by the Louvin Brothers, Ira and Charlie




If we forget God, Satan will rule
If we forget God, our nation is doomed

The stories and pictures in most magazines
now feature new stylings unfit to be seen
They're placed on the news stand where children can buy
when they go wrong do we wonder why.

If we forget God, his mercy will flee
and sin will cover the land and the sea
If we forget God, Satan will rule
If we forget God our nation is doomed.

So many are climbing fame's golden hill
by singing of evil that gives this world a thrill
But I'll sing of Jesus and though they won't hear
God will bless me for doing his will.

If we forget God, his mercy will flee
and sin will cover the land and the sea
If we forget God, Satan will rule
If we forget God, our nation is doomed.


Sunday, July 9, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 148

I Heard My Savior Calling Me

Sung by Hank Williams, Sr.




I was a sinner traveling on
A weary road so far from home
But now sweet heaven is my all
Praise God, I heard my Savior call

I heard my Savior calling me
He saved my soul, He set me free
I know He'll never let me fall
Praise God, I heard my Savior call

I'm on my way to better land
And there I'll join that heavenly band
All through the ages I will sing
Hosanna is my heavenly King

I heard my Savior calling me
He saved my soul, He set me free
I know He'll never let me fall
Praise God, I heard my Savior call

On that great and final day
When Heaven and Earth shall pass away
I'll leave this sinful world below
When I hear that trumpet blow

I heard my Savior calling me
He saved my soul, He set me free
I know He'll never let me fall
Praise God, I heard my Savior call

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY

 

GOD BLESS THE USA

LEE GREENWOOD





If tomorrow all the things were gone I'd worked for all my life
And I had to start again with just my children and my wife
I'd thank my lucky stars to be livin' here today
'Cause the flag still stands for freedom and they can't take that away

And I'm proud to be an American where at least I know I'm free
And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me
And I'd gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God bless the USA

From the lakes of Minnesota, to the hills of Tennessee
Across the plains of Texas, from sea to shining sea
From Detroit down to Houston and New York to LA
Well, there's pride in every American heart
And it's time we stand and say that

[2x]
I'm proud to be an American where at least I know I'm free
And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me
And I'd gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God bless the USA
 
 
 

 

Sunday, July 2, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 147

Hank Williams, Sr.

I Saw the Light, 1948





I wandered so aimless life filled with sin
I wouldn't let my dear Savior in
Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night
Praise the Lord I saw the light

I saw the light I saw the light
No more darkness no more night
Now I'm so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the Lord I saw the light

Just like a blind man I wandered along
Worries and fears I claimed for my own
Then like the blind man that God gave back his sight
Praise the Lord I saw the light

I saw the light I saw the light
No more darkness no more night
Now I'm so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the Lord I saw the light

I was a fool to wander and a-stray
For straight is the gate and narrow the way
Now I have traded the wrong for the right
Praise the Lord I saw the light

I saw the light I saw the light
No more darkness no more night
Now I'm so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the Lord I saw the light

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 146

Are You Afraid to Die?

Sung by Ricky Skaggs and Kentucky Thunder, with prelude by Rev. Billy Graham
From the Album, Soldier of the Cross




Are you a stranger to God
Carried away with your pride
Tell me sinner, do you ever stop and think
Are you afraid to die

Are you afraid
Are you unsaved
Are you afraid to die

Call on Him while he is near
Moments are swift passing by
Will you seek Him while He still may be found
Are you afraid to die

Are you afraid
Are you unsaved
Are you afraid to die

Are you too wicked to cry
Would you to Gods' bosom fly
Soon He's comin' like a thief in the night
Are you afraid to die

Are you afraid
Are you unsaved
Are you afraid to die

Are you afraid
Are you unsaved
Are you afraid to die

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 145



                                                           Daddy's Hands

                                    Written and sung by the late Holly Dunn, may she Rest in Peace






I remember daddy's hands folded silently in prayer
And reachin' out to hold me, when I had a nightmare
You could read quite a story in the callous' and lines
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind

I remember daddy's hands how they held my mama tight
And patted my back for something done right
There are things that I'd forgotten that I loved about the man
But I'll always remember the love in daddy's hands

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in daddy's hands

I remember daddy's hands workin' 'til they bled
Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed
If I could do things over, I'd live my life again
And never take for granted the love in daddy's hands

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in daddy's hands

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in daddy's hands



                                                               

Sunday, June 11, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 144

I Like to Hear 'Em Preach It

Written by Jimmy Martin and Paul Williams, Sung by Jimmy Martin





I like to hear ‘em preach it, I like to hear ‘em pray
I like to hear ‘em talk about the good ol’ gospel way
They read it from the Bible and they all begin to shout
And I'm convinced that’s one thing that we can’t live without

I was a nonbeliever I didn’t believe in God
I was always sinning as upon this earth I trod
Since I’m bound in sinners I’m not alone
Salvation is the only way that we can get home

I like to hear 'em preach it, I like to hear 'em pray
I like to hear 'em talk about the good ol' gospel way
They read it from the Bible and they all begin to shout
And I'm convinced that's one thing that we can't live without

I'd sit way back in the church and I'd bow my head
And when they start to praying I'd do just as they did
Well I never even closed my eyes I'd listen to their prayers
And since that time I've found out God is everywhere

I like to hear 'em preach it, I like to hear 'em pray
I like to hear 'em talk about the good ol' gospel way
They read it from the Bible and they all begin to shout
And I'm convinced that's one thing that we can't live without

There’s people who look for bargains downtown in the stores
Denying God in His glory and all that He stands for
I don’t know about deductions but there’s one that I know
Well God’s your only bargain as you onward go 

I like to hear 'em preach it, I like to hear 'em pray
I like to hear 'em talk about the good ol' gospel way
They read it from the Bible and they all begin to shout
And I'm convinced that's one thing that we can't live without

Sunday, June 4, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 143

                              The Church in the Wildwood

                                           Sung by The Carter Family





There's a church in the valley in the wildwood
No lovelier place in the dell
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the dell

Oh, come, come, come, come

Come to the church in the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the dell
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the dell


How sweet on a clear sabbath morning
To listen to the clear ringing bells
Its gongs so sweetly are calling
Oh, come to the church in the dell

Oh, come, come, come, come


Come to the church in the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the dell
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the dell


There, close by the side of the loved one
'Neath the tree where the wildflowers bloom
She sleeps, sweet love sleeps 'neath the willow
Disturb not her rest in the tomb

Oh, come, come, come, come


Come to the church in the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the dell
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the dell


Oh, come, come, come, come


Come to the church in the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the dell
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the dell

Monday, May 29, 2017

Memorial Day Blessings


 

There are two songs for Memorial day today, please don't forget the second one below Angel Flight.  My greatest Respect and Gratitude to all our brave Veterans, past and present.  Thank you for the Sacrifices you made and for your Service.  May God Bless each and every one of you.

 

 Angel Flight

Co-Written by Radney Foster and Dardon Smith

sung by Radney Foster

 
  


 

Seven Hillsides

Ricky Skaggs and Kentucky Thunder

Dedicated with love and God's Blessings to Tamara Hogshead
 
 

 
All night I've wrestled Jacob's angels
And prayed with Matthew, Luke and John
Struggling to find the words to face the task
That comes upon the blood red dawn.
I've buried men before their time
Of alcohol and blackened lung
But how to bury seven of these
Appalachian miners sons.
Who stormed the beaches wave on wave,
And sailed home to these rocky graves
In family plots that bared their names.

Tomorrow I'll walk up, seven hillsides
Tremble before my flock on seven hillsides
Seven sorrows, seven sons, seven mothers and every one
Will turn to me for the word of God, what does this mean?
And there I'll stand Good Book in hand,
A shepherd to these precious lambs
What will I say, what will I say, what can I say?

To tell the truth I'd never thought much
About the will of God before.
Called to preach at seventeen
I was in love with fiery words and not much more.
The time has come to keep the faith
For others shattered by their loss.
Remind them of the loving God
Whose son like theirs paid the cost.
To save a sad and wicked world
Through sacrifice our love is heard
And pray that I believe those words.

Tomorrow I'll walk up, seven hillsides
Tremble before my flock on seven hillsides
Seven sorrows, seven sons, seven mothers and every one
Will turn to me for the word of God, what does this mean?
And there I'll stand, Good Book in hand,
A shepherd to these precious lambs
What will I say?  What will I say?  What can I say? 



                                                                    













Sunday, May 28, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 142

Gone Home-sung by Ricky Skaggs and Kentucky Thunder

From the Album, Soldier of the Cross


The war images are from the Battle of the Bulge. The scenic images are from the Ardennes and Belgium.    There will be another special Blog post for Monday, May 29th for Memorial Day.


All of my friends that I loved yesterday
Gone home (they have gone home) gone home (they have gone home)
The songbirds that sing in the dell seem to say
Gone home (they have gone home) gone home (they have gone home)

They've joined the heavenly fold
They're walking the streets of pure gold
They left one by one as their work here was done
Gone home (they have gone home) gone home (they have gone home)

Life here is lonely since they've gone before
Gone home (they have gone home) gone home (they have gone home)
The old weeping willow that stands by the door
Sadly says (they have gone home) gone home (they have gone home)

They've joined the heavenly fold
They're walking the streets of pure gold
They left one by one as their work here was done
Gone home (they have gone home) gone home (they have gone home)

The trumpet will sound on that Great Judgment day
Gone home (they have gone home) gone home (they have gone home)
We'll see all our friends that have gone on that way
Gone home (they have gone home) gone home (they have gone home)

They've joined the heavenly fold
They're walking the streets of pure gold
They left one by one as their work here was done
Gone home (they have gone home) gone home (they have gone home...)



Sunday, May 21, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 141


Precious Memories sung by Patty Loveless






In the stillness, of the midnight, Ohhh
Precious mem'ries, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred past unfolds.

Precious mem'ries, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.

Oh, Precious Father, Loving Mother
Lie across the lonely years
And the home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appears.

Precious mem'ries, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.

In the stillness of the midnight
Precious sacred scenes unfold
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold......