Sunday Morning in the Park!

Friends,

Join us for worship at 10:35 in Johnson Park on Sunday morning. The subject this week is Life!

AND, since it’s a bit wordy, and a bit fast, below are the words for tomorrow’s solo in case anyone wants to follow along.

 

Your Money’s No Good Here – Life 7/16/16

The white hot sun shone down on a mirror in the sky and I found that I’m alive,

Alive, alive, alive, alive

 

Simple as a dimple and happy as a clam

This light I see as I look at me, it’s really me, but it’s the great I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM

My pockets are empty and I don’t have a dime

I was here long before I was born in time

In fact, just to be clear when I seek I find

I’m not collecting years, I’m not standing in line

 

Simple as a dimple and happy as a clam

This light I see as I look at me, it’s really me, but it’s the great I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM

 

My pockets are empty and I don’t have a dime

But your money’s no good here (that’s what they tell me)

Your money’s no good here, your money’s no good here

My pockets are empty and I don’t have a dime

But your money’s no good here

 

Because the table’s spread to eat,  and your bed has new, clean sheets

And the doors are all unlocked, and your money’s no good here

(the table’s spread to eat and you got clean sheets and your money’s no good here)

Because light has got no debts, and a mirror no regrets

And where would you keep them anyway?

And your money’s no good here

(you got no debts and no regrets and your money’s no good here)

 

Simple as a dimple and happy as a clam

This light I see as I look at me, it’s really me, but it’s the great I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM

 

So listen to the song, singing for the ear of the hearer

And watch the dancing light, flashing like a splash on the mirror

When you can’t see the window you know it couldn’t be any clearer

And when the light shines through it really couldn’t be any dearer

 

Simple as a dimple and happy as a clam

This light I see as I look at WE, it’s really WE, but it’s the great I AM,

I AM, I AM, I AM

 

The white hot sun shone down on a mirror in the sky, and I, found that I’m alive,

Alive, alive, alive, alive

 

 

 

 

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