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Lord. If You've Got The Time To Spare








 
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This crumbled pack of cigarettes
Tells me the bitter truth,
That I can't get her off my mind
By clouding up the room.

This whiskey bottle by my bed
Just feeds my misery.
Lord, if you've got the time to spare,
I need some company.

This dirty room's not spotless like
The temples in the town.
A sinner's filthy habits are seen
Lying all around.

But this preacher on my TV set
Tells me not to despair,
That all I have to do is ask
And You will be right there.

Lord, I know it's Sunday morning
Up In Heaven
And You're busy with the
Congregation's prayer,

But I don't have a single soul to turn to
Or to talk to
And I'd like to talk to You, Lord,
If You've got the time to spare.

If it's true You've got the power
The Good Book claims You do-
That You can do just anything
Your children ask You to,

Then I want You to forgive me
And right my every wrong.
And, Lord, just one small miracle-
Won't You bring my woman home?

Lord, I know it's Sunday morning
Up in Heaven
And You're busy with the
Congregation's prayer,

But I don't have a single soul to turn to
Or to talk to
And I'd like to talk to You, Lord,
If You've got the time to spare.

When God Enters A Dark Place He Lights It Up,
(C)Doris Jacobs-Covington
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"God fulfills the desires of those who fear
Him; He hears their cry and saves them."
Psalm 145:19














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