Little White Church

Lyrics:
A little white church in the country
Where my grandparents wed
That’s where I sat every Sunday
And where the Bible was read

We’d sing from our hymnbooks together
The old-rugged Cross
The sermon was about living better
And through sin what was lost

Then we join our hands, and we’d all pray for someone
We believe even though we could not see
The face of a Man with nail marks in his hands
The Man who died for you and me

Sometimes we’d go down to the river
To see someone made whole
The water and the faith in God delivered
Yes, saved another soul

Then we join our hands, and we’d all pray for something
We believe even though we could not see
The face of a Man with nail marks in his hands
The Man who died for you and me