‘It may be the Devil or it might be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve somebody’
You may be a construction worker workin’ on a home Might be livin’ in a mansion, you might live in a dome You may own guns and you may even own tanks You may be somebody’s landlord, you may even own banks
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody (serve somebody) Yes, you’re gonna have to serve somebody (serve somebody) Well, it may be the Devil or it might be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve somebody (serve somebody)
There was a man who walked on water He came to set the people free He was the ultimate example Of what love can truly be ‘Cause His love was His life And He gave it away You gotta give it away
As we live Moving side by side May we learn to give (May, may we learn to give) Learn to sacrifice
There’s a place in my heart Reserved for You Where I hear Your still small voice Whisper words of truth Every hour, every day I know You’re there Gently calling me to come To that place of prayer
Only for You I want to live Willing to serve, ready to give All that I am, all that I do Lord, may it be only for You There are times when I fail To do Your will
Falling short of Your desire
Plans left unfulfilled
But I know even then
Your love remains
There to bring me back again
To Your arms of grace
‘Cause only for You I want to live Willing to serve, ready to give All that I am, all that I do Lord, may it be only for You
Only for You I want to live Willing to serve, ready to give All that I am, all that I do Lord, may it be only for You Lord, may it be only for You Lord, may it be only for You
Use me, Jesus Use me, Father ‘Cause You know I’m Yours (All Yours) And my hands are Yours (All Yours) And my time is Yours (All Yours) To use for Your will
Well, I could say some things
And really get all my feelings out
Words of bitter stings
Sow mistrust and scatter doubt
I will not walk in hate I’ll walk away from rejection I will not walk in fear ’Cause fear is the opposite of perfection
I will walk in the Spirit Walk in the Spirit I’ll dwell on the things That walking there brings I will walk in the Spirit
Walk in the Spirit
Let there be no doubt
I’m coming out
To walk in the Spirit, oh…
Walk in the Spirit, oh…
I heard many voices say
That I would never be good enough
But the liar is on his way
The Righteous One has called his bluff
God is building an army Mighty warriors strong and true Marching boldly to battle Hear His voice and quickly do
And the land that Satan stole away
We’re coming back to take today So let us join in one accord Fight the battle, win the war
We are an army We’re marching hand in hand
We’re taking back the land
That Satan stole
We are an army
We’re marching hand in hand Together we will stand For our Lord
She’s askin’, How many times have you looked down to the harlot
Lookin’ through her tears, pretendin’ you don’t know?
For once you were just like her, how can you be now so self-righteous When in the name of the Lord you throw the first stone
So now I turn to you through your years of your robes and stained-glass windows
Do you vainly echo your prayers “say you’re pleasing the Lord?” You profess the Marriage with your tongue, but your mind dreams like the harlot But if the Judge looks to your thoughts can’t you guess your reward?
Yet how many times have you quoted from your Bible To justify your eye for your eye and your tooth for your tooth? You say that Jesus didn’t mean what He was plainly sayin’ But like the Pharisee, my friend, you’re an educated fool!
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow, Because He lives, all fear is gone; Because I know He holds the future, And life is worth the living, Just because He lives!
These are unusual days We’re finding ourselves in a whole other life So let’s be the ones who have changed And speak only words that can bridge the divide
Hold on, hold on, the timing is right To lay down the anger and leave it behind …
Songfacts: How did you come up with that song? It seems so unusual – so long and it changes gears in the middle.
Farner: Initially the song came to me after I said my prayers one night and I put a P.S. on the end of my prayers. I asked God to give me a song that would touch the hearts of people that the Creator wanted to get to. I got up at 3 o’clock in the morning – I’m always getting up at different times of the night and writing things down. A lot of them are not songs but this happened to be one.
I got up and I wrote it, and as I’m writing it, I’m between the state of subconscious and conscious. I’ve got one foot in dreamland and my pen is writing these words down. It didn’t make a whole lot of sense. It was kind of weird, I thought, as I was writing it. I didn’t sit there on the edge of the bed and read it over and over, I just wrote it down, and when I got to the end of it, I just folded it over and put it on the nightstand. There it was.
Well, in the morning, I got up, I was drinking my coffee, I was looking at the horses out in the pasture, and I got my feet kicked up. I thought, I’ll grab my flattop here. I had an acoustic George Washburn, a resonant guitar from my kitchen – everybody would grab it when they came here. I started playing. Wow, that’s nice, what the heck is that?Then I made that C chord. I made a mistake. I was going for the G and it was a little short and I hit the C. And I looked down because that chord spoke to me in such a way. I’ve never heard that come out, that inversion of the C. I thought, Wow, that’s a cool chord. Then I thought maybe with those words in the other room, maybe that’s a song, so I grabbed the legal pad and laid it down on the table next to my coffee and I just started strumming. “Everybody…” And it just started coming out. …