Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 199

Standing Room Only, sung by Loretta Lynn

Standing room only, not even room to kneel and pray
Standing room only on the Judgement Day
Last night I had an awful dream that the end of time had come
The trumpet had been sounded and life on earth has done

An angel stood, one foot on land the other foot on sea
And as I tried to kneel and pray a voice said unto me
There's standing room only, it's too late now to pray
There's standing room only, this is the Judgement Day.

People filled each church and churchyard
Just as far as I could see
I heard the pitiful cry for mercy and then I realized it was me
I saw the Saviour did appear as he split the eastern sky
I saw tears of joy on a Christian's face and I heard the sinners cry.

And as I tried to touch his hand with one last people plea
I cried again have mercy, have mercy Lord on me
I saw a tear come to his eye as he turned my soul away
I didn't know him yesterday and he knew me not today.

The earth was burning all around
The world wound up in smoke
And as the flames came off me
Thank God I awoke.

Then I got out of bed, and got down on my knees
And you should've heard me pray
For in my dream I witnessed God's Great Judgement Day
Standing room only, for God's Great Judgement Day.........

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 184

Where No One Stands Alone sung by Loretta Lynn

Once I stood in the night with my head bowed low
In the darkness as black as the sea
And my heart was afraid and I cried
Oh Lord, don't hide your face from me

Hold my hand all the way, every hour of the day
From here to the great unknown
Take my hand, let me stand
Where no one stands alone

Hold my hand all the way, every hour of the day
From here to the great unknown
Take my hand, let me stand
Where no one stands alone...

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 152

How Great Thou Art sung by Loretta Lynn

In Loving Memory of Billy A. Bunch, June 18, 1928-August 6, 2002




Oh Lord my God
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds
Thy hands have made
I see the stars
I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout
The universe displayed


Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How Great thou art
How Great thou art
Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How Great Thou art
How Great Thou art


And when I think of God,
His son not sparing,
Sent Him to die,
I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden
gladly bearing He bled and died
to take away my sin


Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How Great thou art
How Great thou art
Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How Great Thou art
How Great Thou art


When Christ shall come
With shout of acclamation
And take me home
What joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow
With humble adoration
And then proclaim My God
How great Thou art


Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How Great Thou art
How Great Thou art
Then sings my soul
My Savior, God, to Thee
How Great Thou art
How Great Thou art


How Great Thou art
How Great Thou art

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 117

When They Ring Those Golden Bells Written by Daniel de Marbelle, sung by Loretta Lynn

  When They Ring Those Golden Bells    There's a land beyond the river that we call the sweet forever
And we only reach that shore by fate you see
Yes I want to see my Jesus shake his hand and hear him greet us
When they ring those golden bells for you and me

Don't you hear the bells a ringing, can't you hear the angels singing
This glory hallelujah jubilee
In that far off sweet forever just beyond the shining river
When they ring those golden bells for you and me

When our days have known the number, when in death we'll sweetly slumber
When the King commands the spirit to be free
There'll be no more stormy weather, we'll live peacefully together
When they ring those golden bells for you and me
Don't you hear the bells a ringing, can't you hear the angels singing
This glory hallelujah jubilee
In that far off sweet forever just beyond the shining river
When they ring those golden bells for you and me   Hat tip to Janet Crain

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 105

If You Miss Heaven Written by Dale Fox, Diane Floyd and Tommy Floyd, sung by Loretta Lynn

  If You Miss Heaven   If you're tired of sinnin' take your Savior's hand
There's a mansion worth winnin' in the great Promised Land
Many doubters are grinnin', don't you slip and fall
If you miss Heaven you'll miss it all

If you miss Heaven you'll miss it all
For me to reach Heaven, I'd gladly crawl
The smallest and weakest who love him or toss
If you miss heaven you'll miss it all

If you miss Heaven you'll miss it all
For me to reach Heaven, I'd gladly crawl
The smallest and weakest who love him or toss
If you miss heaven you'll miss it all

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 103

If I Could Hear My Mother Pray Again Written by James Rowe, sung by Loretta Lynn with Geraldine Wilburn     If I Could Hear My Mother Pray Again
How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream,
When memory recalls them now and then
And with what rapture sweet my weary heart would beat,
If I could hear my mother pray again.

If I could hear my mother pray again,
If I could only hear her tender voice as then
How happy I would be, ’twould mean so much to me,
If I could hear my mother pray again.

She used to pray that I on Jesus would rely,
And always walk the shining gospel way;
So trusting still His love, I seek that home above,
Where I shall meet my mother some sweet day.

If I could hear my mother pray again,
If I could only hear her tender voice as then
How happy I would be, ’twould mean so much to me,
If I could hear my mother pray again.

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 81

The Old Rugged Cross Written by George Bennard, sung by Loretta Lynn a native of Johnson Co. Kentucky


The Old Rugged Cross   On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,
Has a wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary.

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 68

   Silent Night Sung by Loretta Lynn Dedicated to the good Christian people of Johnson County, Kentucky  

Silent Night  

Silent night, Holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin, Mother and Child
Holy infant, so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night, Holy night
Shepherds quake, at the sight
Glorious stream from Heaven above
Heavenly, hosts sing Hallelujah.
Christ the Savior is born,
Christ the Savior is born.

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 58

I'm Getting Ready To Go
Sung by Loretta Lynn, a native of Johnson County, Kentucky



I'm Getting Ready To Go   I get down on my knees everyday and I pray
These tears I'm a cryin' are tears of joy cause it wash my sins away
I'm a livin' for the Lord and I want everybody to know
This old world's just my dressin' room and I'm a gettin' ready to go

Yeah I'm a gettin' ready to go to a place called Heaven
I'm gonna praise my Saviour's name everyday that I'm livin'
Glory hallelujah I'm not ashamed to let my salvation show
This old world's just my dressin' room and I'm a gettin' ready to go

I'm gonna walkin' there with Jesus and my God
I wanna know everything's a gonna be alright when they lay me under the sod
When he gathers his sheep I wanna be as white as snow
This old world's just my dressin' room and I'm a gettin' ready to go    Yeah I'm a gettin' ready to go to a place called Heaven
I'm gonna praise my Saviour's name everyday that I'm livin'
Glory hallelujah I'm not ashamed to let my salvation show
This old world's just my dressin' room and I'm a gettin' ready to go    

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 31

Easter Greetings To One and All
  How Great Thou Art   sung by Loretta Lynn, a native of Johnson County, Kentucky


How Great Thou Art    Oh, Lord my God when I in all some wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made
I see the stars I hear the roaring thunder
Thy art throughout the universe displayed

Then sings my soul my savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul my savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art

Then sings my soul my savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
Then sings my soul my savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
 

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 18

Standing Room Only
Loretta Lynn, a native of Johnson County, Kentucky





Standing Room Only

Standing room only, not even room to kneel and pray
Standing room only on the Judgment Day

Last night I had an awful dream that the end of time had come
The trumpet had been sounded and life on earth was done
An angel stood one foot on land, and the other foot on sea
And as I tried to kneel and pray a voice said unto me

There's standing room only, it's too late now to pray
There's standing room only, this is the Judgment Day

People filled each church and churchyard just as far as I could see
I heard a pitiful cry for mercy and then I realized it was me
I saw the Savior then appear as He split the eastern sky
I saw tears of joy on a Christian's face and I heard the sinners cry

And as I tried to touch His hand with one last people plea
I cried again have mercy, have mercy, Lord, on me

The earth was burning all around, the world went up in smoke
And as the flames engulfed me, thank God I awoke
Then I got out of bed and got down on my knees
And you should've heard me pray

Cause in my dream I witnessed God's great Judgment Day
Standing room only on God's great Judgment Day

-Let's Put Christ Back in Christmas- Loretta Lynn

Let's Put Christ Back in Christmas
Loretta Lynn, a native of Johnson County, Kentucky 

Sunday Morning Mountain Gospel Music 4

Where No One Stands Alone
Loretta Lynn. Ms. Lynn is from Van Lear, Kentucky (Johnson Co).

I'm gonna dedicate this song to my Uncle Leroy Collins, who is buried at Van Lear....... 

 

   
Where No One Stands Alone

Once I stood in the night with my head bowed low
In the darkness as black as the sea
And my heart was afraid and I cried oh Lord don't hide your face from me

Hold my hand all the way every hour of the day from here to the great unknown
Take this hand let me stand where no one stands alone

Take my hand all the way every hour of the day from here to the great unknown
Take my hand let me stand where no one stands alone