Song Lyrics

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© Bob Barra, 6-22-06

Verse:
I want to go; leave this earth,
Go to the One source of my mirth;
I’m tired of this dying place,
When I can sit, look at Your face;

I can’t go to You dressed like this;
Clothed in these rags, such a remiss;
Yet You have, for me, a fancy wardrobe,
To come and be with You, Lord!

Chorus:
Gimme my Godsuit, send me to You;
Make me all new, to live in the blue;
Just like the man, working in space,
Need the right threads, to stand in Your place;

Gimme my Godsuit, and send me to You;
Make me all new, to live in the blue;
I’m ready to go, leave this ol’ rock;
Ready to end this ol’ sad walk;

Verse:
My clothes are old; falling apart;
Can find much better at the K-Mart;
Wrinkled and worn; out of style;
They’re almost ready for the trash pile;

Each groan I feel, fulfills the truth;
I have Your word, as my proof;
I yearn for You, with each aching joint;
My graying hair just proves my point;

Repeat Chorus


1 Corinthians 15:35-58

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