The Lords People
The lord is the king of the land
He offers you his holy hand
It’s your choice to accept or not
If you deny him you will rot
Into the fiery depths of hell
That’s worse than life in jail
The father, son, and Holy Ghost
That’s one person that doesn’t boast
He is the savior of many
Don’t worry he has room for plenty
Accept his bountiful gift
You will feel an uprising lift
People worship him in many ways
He loves to hear their praise
People that are free of sin
Are the ones that will win
He will come and take us with him
With him our lives are never dim
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