Sunday, November 19, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 166

When I Wake Up to Sleep No More

Ralph Stanley and friends




What a glad thought some wonderful morning

Just to hear Gabriel's trumpet sound

When I wake up when I wake up

To sleep no more (to sleep no more)


Rising to meet our blessed redeemer

With a glad shout I'll leave the ground

When I wake up (when I wake up)

To sleep no more (to sleep no more)


When I wake up some glad morning

To sleep no more jewels adorning

How happy I'll be over in glory

On the beautiful shore telling the story


With the redeemed of all the ages

Praising the one who I adore

When I wake up (when I wake up)

To sleep no more (to sleep no more)


Glory to God I'll have a new body

Changed in a twinkling of an eye

When I wake up (when I wake up)

To sleep no more (to sleep no more)


Leaving behind all troubles and trials

Bound for the city up on high

When I wake up (when I wake up)

To sleep no more (to sleep no more)


When I wake up, some glad morning

To sleep no more, jewels adorning

How happy I'll be, over in Glory

On the beautiful shore, telling the story


With the Redeemed of all ages

Praising the one who I adore

When I wake up (when I wake up)

To sleep no more (to sleep no more)

Sunday, November 12, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 165

Seven Hillsides sung by Ricky Skaggs




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?


Written by Naoise Sheridan, Walt Wilkins • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 164

River of Jordan sung by the Carter Family




I'm going down to the river of Jordan
Oh, yes
I'm going down to the river of Jordan
Some of these days (hallelujah)
I'm going down to the river of Jordan
I'm going down to the river of Jordan
Some of these days

I'm going to eat at the welcome table
Oh, yes
I'm going to eat at the welcome table
Some of these days (hallelujah)
I'm going to eat at the welcome table
I'm going to eat at the welcome table
Some of these days

I'm going to sing in the heavenly choir
Oh, yes
I'm going to sing in the heavenly choir
Some of these days (hallelujah)
I'm going to sing in the heavenly choir
I'm going to sing in the heavenly choir
Some of these days

I'm going to put on the silvery slippers
Oh, yes
I'm going to put on the silvery slippers
Some of these days (hallelujah)
I'm going to put on the silvery slippers
I'm going to put on the silvery slippers
Some of these days

I'm going to sit down by my Jesus
Oh, yes
I'm going to sit down by my Jesus
Some of these days (hallelujah)
I'm going to sit down by my Jesus
I'm going to sit down by my Jesus
Some of these days

Sunday, October 29, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 163

Matthew 24

Sung by Kitty Wells




I believe the time is coming for the Lord to come again
I believe the end is nearing every door
I believe the good old Bible from beginning to the end
Just compare today with Matthew 24.

We are living surely, living in the days He speaks about
All of these we now are having every day
Let's be ready for his coming, let us meet him with a shout
For He tells us in his word to watch and pray.

While upon the Mount of Olives his disciples came to Him
Saying tell us when these things are going to be
Jesus answered, be ye watching, let everyone be free from sin
And take heed no man shall ever you deceive.

I believe the time is coming for the Lord to come again
I believe the end is nearing every door
I believe the good old Bible from beginning to the end
Just compare today with Matthew 24...

This song is from the album "One Day at a Time [King Records]", "Sings Her Gospel Hits: Dust on the Bible [King Rec" and "Queen of Country Music [Bear Family (Germany)]".

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 162

 The Rank Stranger

Sung by The Stanley Brothers and the Clinch Mountain Boys




I wandered again to my home in the mountains
Where in youth's early dawn I was happy and free
I looked for my friends, but I never could find them
I found they were all rank strangers to me
 
Everybody I met (everybody I met)
Seemed to be a rank stranger (seemed to be a rank stranger)
No mother nor dad (no mother or dad)
Not a friend could I see (not a friend could I see)
They knew not my name (they knew not my name)
And I knew not their faces (and I knew not their faces)
I found they were all (I found they were all)
Rank strangers to me (rank strangers to me)
 
"They've all moved away, " said the voice of a stranger
"To a beautiful home by the bright crystal sea"
Some beautiful day I'll meet 'em in Heaven
Where no one will be a stranger to me
 
Everybody I met
Everybody I met (everybody I met)
Seemed to be a rank stranger (seemed to be a rank stranger)
No mother or dad (no mother or dad)
Not a friend could I see (not a friend could I see)
They knew not my name (they knew not my name)
And I knew not their faces (and I knew not their faces)
I found they were all (I found they were all)
Rank strangers to me (rank strangers to me)








Sunday, October 15, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 161

Father, Son and the Holy Ghost

Sung by Ernie Thacker from the album, "The Chill of Lonesome"




He was the Blessed Father of Abraham
Brought his people to the promised land
Poured milk and honey at their feet
Told them to ask they shall receive
   
Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
The Prince of Peace and the Heavenly Host
He delivered us from sin and he’ll come this way again
Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost

He cured the blind the sick and the deaf
He raised poor Lazarus up from the dead
Turned pure water into wine
And sent his only son to die

Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
The Prince of Peace and the Heavenly Host
He delivered us from sin and he'll come this way again
Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost

If you know these miracles to be true
Trust what the Lord has in store for you
Believe me my friend you best get right
Cause this could be the night we all take flight

Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
The Prince of Peace and the Heavenly Host
He delivered us from sin and he'll come this way again
Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
Do you know the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost







Sunday, October 8, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 160

Stormy Waters

Sung by Jimmy Martin




Though a pilgrim on earth I may journey alone
Knowing not what the future may hold, may hold
I’d rather have Jesus and sing a sweet song
Than to covet their silver and gold

Stormy waters all around me and the tempest and fury may roll
But I have my dear Saviour how he helps me nobody can know
When it seems I’m forsaken and my earthly friends misunderstand
Stormy waters all around me but I’ll hold to God’s unchanging hand

We'll have disappointments so often I sigh
Stormy waters all around me may roll
I'll hold to the hand of my Saviour so dear
He’s the Shepherd that’s keeping my soul

Stormy waters all around me and the tempest and fury may roll
But I have my dear Saviour how he helps me nobody can know
When it seems I'm forsaken and my earthly friends misunderstand
Stormy waters all around me but I'll hold to God's unchanging hand

Stormy waters all around me and the tempest and fury may roll
But I have my dear Saviour how he helps me nobody can know
When it seems I'm forsaken and my earthly friends misunderstand
Stormy waters all around me but I'll hold to God's unchanging hand

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 159

What Would You Give in Exchange for Your Soul?

Sung by Bill Monroe and Doc Watson




Brother afar from The Savior today
Risking your soul for the things that decay
Oh if today God should call you away
What would you give in exchange for your soul

What would you give (in exchange)
What would you give (in exchange)
What would you give in exchange for your soul
Oh if today God should call you away
What would you give in exchange for your soul

Mercy is calling you won't you give heed
Must the Dear Savior still tenderly plead
Risk not your soul it is precious indeed
What would you give in exchange for your soul

More than all silver and gold of this earth
More than all jewels the spirit is worth
God The Creator has given it birth
What would you give in exchange for your soul

What would you give (in exchange)
What would you give (in exchange)
What would you give in exchange for your soul
Oh if today God should call you away
What would you give in exchange for your soul

Sunday, September 24, 2017

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 158

Waiting at the Gate sung by Ricky Skaggs and Kentucky Thunder

From the Album "Soldier of the Cross"



I'm waiting at the gate, looking for my ride
Soon to take me to my home on high
Angel bands a coming From the other side
I don't want to be late, I'm waiting at the gate.

I can hear the thunder, the time's at hand
Joy bells are ringing in the promised land
Jesus is a coming my soul to take
Yes, my Lord sees me waiting at the gate.

I'm a' leaving the world, no more to do
All of my work on earth is through
I've fought the fight, I've kept the faith
Well, I'm ready to go, I'm waiting at the gate.

I can hear the thunder, the time's at hand
Joy bells are ringing in the promised land
Jesus is a coming my soul to take
Yes, my Lord sees me waiting at the gate.

I can hear the thunder, the time's at hand
Joy bells are ringing in the promised land
Jesus is a coming my soul to take
Yes, my Lord sees me waiting at the gate
Yes, my Lord sees me waiting at the gate
Yes, my Lord sees me......waiting at the gate........

Monday, September 11, 2017

IN MEMORY OF SEPTEMBER 11, 2001









American girls and American guys
We'll always stand up and salute
We'll always recognize
When we see Old Glory flying
There's a lot of men dead
So we can sleep in peace at night when we lay down our head

My daddy served in the army
Where he lost his right eye but he flew a flag out in our yard
Until the day that he died
He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister and me
To grow up and live happy
In the land of the free

Now this nation that I love has fallen under attack
A mighty sucker punch came flyin' in from somewhere in the back
Soon as we could see clearly
Through our big black eye
Man, we lit up your world
Like the fourth of July

Hey Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty started shakin' her fist
And the Eagle will fly man, it's gonna be hell
When you hear mother freedom start ringin' her bell
And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you
Brought to you courtesy of the Red,White and Blue

Justice will be served and the battle will rage
This big dog will fight when you rattle his cage
And you'll be sorry that you messed with
The U.S. of A.
'Cause we'll put a boot in your as*
It's the American way

Hey Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty started shakin' her fist
And the eagle will fly it's gonna be hell
When you hear mother freedom start ringin' her bell
And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you
Brought to you courtesy of the Red, White and Blue

Oh oh of the Red, White and Blue
Oh oh of my Red, White and Blue



Songwriters: Toby Keith