LYRIC
| Song | Repent (My Son, I’ve Nearly) |
| Album | With Joyful Lips – G |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Repent (My Son, I’ve Nearly) |
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| CCLI Song No |
My Son, I’ve Nearly Lost My Voice,
In Calling You To Turn Back Home! [2]
The Ox Knows Its Owner,
The Ass Its Master’s Crib,
Alas But You, My People,
You Do Not Understand.
My Son, I’ve Nearly Lost My Voice,
In Calling You To Turn Back Home!
The Strong And The Healthy
Don’t Need The Doctor’s Aid,
I Came Not For The Virtuous,
But For Those Who Have Sinned.
My Son, I’ve Nearly Lost My Voice,
In Calling You To Turn Back Home!
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