NOEL TO THE HIGHEST

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Away in a manger
Silent Night
The Angel of the Lord
Guiding Light

They’re all about Jesus
Our Savior and King
Three Wise Men from the Orient
Gifts they did bring.

Kneeling down before Him
In a house in Bethlehem
Singing Joy To The World
Praises to the Lamb.

Noel to the Highest
These Christmas Hymns
Peace on Earth
Good Will Towards Men.

Away in a manger
Silent Night
The Angel of the Lord
Guiding Light

They’re all about Jesus
Our Savior and King
Three Wise Men from the Orient
Gifts they did bring.

Away in a manger
Silent Night
The Angel of the Lord
Guiding Light

O’ Come All Ye Faithful
And lift thy voice
Alleluia, Hosanna
Let the world rejoice.

Away in the manger
O’ Holy Night
Let the world rejoice.


Lyrics and Vocals
The Country Three
Patricia A. Moore
Judy L. Wilson
Gerti M. Blackwell

September 19, 2010

Judy's Hope

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Copyright © 2009 Patricia A. Moore
Judy's Hope is meant to encourage all those
who are going through hard times,
and to keep holding on to the Lord......


If I could take the pain and the hurt away
This Lord .. This I would do.
But I can’t change a thing, in their life today
So I’ll cry .. Lord, I’ll cry out to you.

All their hopes and dreams
Seem to go from good to bad
Is there no balm in Gilead.

And the sickness they go through
With no place to turn to
Is there no physician there.

CHORUS:
Yes, the Lord’s in Zion
He’s the balm of Gilead
He’s the greatest Physician
We’ve ever had.

So I’ll cry out to Him
And in faith I’ll believe
He’s the answer to prayer
For you and for me.

He’s the balm of Gilead.

CHORUS:
Yes, the Lord’s in Zion
He’s the balm of Gilead
He’s the greatest Physician
We’ve ever had.

So I’ll cry out to Him
And in faith I’ll believe
He’s the answer to prayer
For you and for me.

He’s the balm of Gilead.


Vocals: Judy L. Wilson,Patricia A Moore, Gerti M. Blackwell
Words and Melody: Patricia A. Moore
Music: Gerti M. Blackwell

My Heart Again

In the mountains
In the valleys
Pasture of green
In the lakes
In the creeks
In the littlest of things
Everywhere I looked
I saw You there
But in my heart
I needed you here
I went by the mountains
To a place below
There dear Lord
Your springs did flow
Down by the valley
Running among the hills
Your love came over me
I surrender my will
On the wings of the wind
You filled my thirst within
And returned unto me
My Heart Again.

2009 Patricia A Moore
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