Phil Daniels

Oh what is this boundless love
Freely given from One above
Draws us nearer our lives to lift
Nothing more certain it's a free gift
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Oh the night that I was born
Borne up by love removed from scorn
Loved like that I'd never known
Love such love that I was shown
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Men and women still play that game
Pass the buck won't accept the blame
Ever since that fall
Neither will accept at all
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Do you stand do you beg
I'm not an arm I'm not a leg
Forced to conform, not a peg
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The gate is small the road is narrow
That leads to true life
Choose not to be under the harrow
Claim eternal joy not strife
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Charity is what we need
Chastity from this proceed
Love considers all the need
Lust is surely full of greed
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There are those who claim
Not to know the Jesus of that name
Whose end is the fiery burn
All because they will not turn
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Choose or lose
Up there on Calvary
To hold the hammer
And the nails
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Are you a Christian so very sure
That Christ arose, alive for evermore
For many leaders appeared on earth
Surely these are of some worth
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I was a Christian born
Don't point the finger in scorn
I know what I believe
And the future I will achieve
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I walked with Him to that pathway
Which up the mountainside it wound
He walked as though so smooth
Not so I as rocks and boulders found
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As family come to celebrate
Christmas dinner piled on plate
As Christ our Lord was just a babe
Lived and died for us to save
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Christ has stood in my stead
So I from sin would be dead
For me He has paid the cost
Or I would deservedly be lost
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My Christ my Christ He died for me
To give me a ticket to Heaven free
And all the delights of this world enthral
Oh now this life will be one ball
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Why would you go to a church
Nothing there nothing to search
Just a fancy social club
A place where some will only snub
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Head off to church
For what do I look
It must be a search
Is it in that book
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Christians want the banquet table right now
No crumbs, just the best, don't care how
No suffering just the joy, joy and more joy
When will You deal Who will destroy
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Oh to be so close to Him
No selfish fancies or whim
Indispensable friend day by day
Only doing what He say
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Its coffee time prayer
As I sit on the stair
Time to think
As I slowly drink
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That nasty thing called a cold
Advances upon the young and old
It attacks fat or thin and all
Of those whether short or tall
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