The Old Ways


I love the old ways
I love the way my people lived in Holy Bible days

I love the old ways
I love the way my people died with their lips giving praise

My people worshiped the One True God of heaven and earth
My people believed the prophecy of the coming Messiah's birth

I love the old ways
I love the way my people spoke to their enemies unafraid

I love the ancient days
I love the way my people silenced the fearful and dismayed

My people exalted the name of the Holy One of Israel
My people spread the fame of the Prince of life who was killed

Then rose again
Like the ancient sun ushering a new day in

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