Текст (слова) песни: Steven Curtis Chapman - First Hand
Another Sunday morning, same old you, Hoping that the preacher`s preaching`s almost through; Not sure you need to hear this, Seems like you`ve heard it all before A hundred times or more.
All this information second hand; Is there something more you don`t understand? It`s a way of life you`re missing, Where the word becomes a part of you, Walking everyday with Jesus, Finding out His promises are true.
Living life first hand, Learning the truth Straight from the Father. Living life first hand, There`s no middle man When you walk with the Lord First hand.
It`s all in your mind, the world will say, But this is something That they can`t explain away; Not just some fancy talking, Or just some emotion that you feel, It`s a life of first hand walking, Finding out His promises are real.
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