I Can Rejoice

Take Me Back to That Place
Mark Bishop
Possum Run Music/BMI • Chris White Music/BMI • Asheville Music Publishing/BMI

Life was so simple then…I can remember when
I discovered a brand new friend…someone to love even me

When I fell down to pray…the greatest of all my days
How did I drift away? But you never changed Lord
You were always the same Lord

Chorus:
Lord take me back…to the place…where I first beheld your face
Where I first…discovered you…where forgiveness was brand new
Lord take me back…to the day…all my sins were washed away
Remind me Lord of where I was…before your mercy and your love,
Before your grace…take me back, take me back to that place

I was adrift at sea…lost as lost could be
When you reached down for me…I remember it well

When I first called on you…when it was all brand new
And I saw what love could do…it was so overwhelming…so overwhelming

(Chorus repeat)

Bridge: Make it brand new again…Lord make it brand new again
Help me remember when. Lord make it brand new again

Make it brand new again…Lord make it brand new again
Help me remember when. Lord make it brand new again

Remind me Lord of where I was, before your mercy, before your love,
Before your grace, take me back, (take me back), take me back
to that place…to that place

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You’re Talking to Somebody Who Already Knows
Mark Bishop
Possum Run Music/BMI • Chris White Music/BMI • Asheville Music Publishing/BMI

If you’d met me years ago…if you’d known my life before
Well If you’d seen the broken pieces…that I surrendered to the Lord
Then you’d surely understand…that his promises are true
And all the things He’s done in my life…I know He can do for you

You’re talking to somebody who already knows
You’re talking to someone who found his grace
Someone who went to Jesus with a broken heart
Someone who felt the tears flow down their face
If you’ve ever seen somebody who was on the ground
And struggling underneath a heavy load
If you’d like to tell somebody what the Lord can do
Well you’re talking to somebody who already knows

On the top of the mountain…where I was before
I had no way of knowing…what life would have in store
Just when things were looking up…they’d come crashing down again
Friend you’re talking to somebody…who knows exactly where you’ve been

You’re talking to somebody who already knows
You’re talking to someone who found his grace
Someone who went to Jesus with a broken heart
Someone who felt the tears flow down their face
If you’ve ever seen somebody who was on the ground
And struggling underneath a heavy load
If you’d like to tell somebody what the Lord can do
Well you’re talking to somebody who already knows

If you’ve ever seen somebody who was on the ground
And struggling underneath a heavy load
If you’d like to tell somebody what the Lord can do
Well you’re talking to somebody who already knows

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I Can Rejoice
Mark Bishop
Possum Run Music/BMI • Chris White Music/BMI • Asheville Music Publishing/BMI

Just take a look…around and see
What a mess this world is in for you and me
Though it may seem…that times are bad
There’s a reason I’m not crying, there’s a reason I’m not sad

I can rejoice! I can rejoice!
When I’m feeling down I still can lift my voice
When the skies begin to rain, I won’t complain, I have a choice
For I have Jesus in my heart, I can rejoice!

Gonna live by faith…and not by sight
Gonna leave the darkness and start living in the light
Gonna trust his word…gonna watch and pray
All the worry in my heart can’t change the outcome anyway

I can rejoice! I can rejoice!
When I’m feeling down I still can lift my voice
When the skies begin to rain, I won’t complain, I have a choice
For I have Jesus in my heart, I can rejoice!

Oh I’ll leave this world behind…I won’t worry anymore
I’ll leave this world behind…I won’t worry anymore
I’ll leave this world behind…I won’t worry anymore
I have Jesus in my heart I can rejoice

Oh a hundred years from now…it won’t matter anyhow
A hundred years from now…it won’t matter anyhow
A hundred years from now…it won’t matter anyhow
I have Jesus in my heart I can rejoice

I can rejoice! I can rejoice!
When I’m feeling down I still can lift my voice
When the skies begin to rain, I won’t complain, I have a choice
For I have Jesus in my heart, I can rejoice!

I can rejoice! I can rejoice!
When I’m feeling down I still can lift my voice
When the skies begin to rain, I won’t complain, I have a choice
For I have Jesus in my heart, I can rejoice!
Oh what singing…oh what shouting…I have Jesus in my heart
I can rejoice!

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Good Things Happen When People Pray
Mark Bishop
Possum Run Music/BMI • Chris White Music/BMI • Asheville Music Publishing/BMI

There’s a picture that hangs on the doctor’s wall
of a child on a swing with all the colors of fall
You were lost in that scene while the doctor describes
the traces of cancer they found inside
But I believe that God was listening
And I believe that heaven cares
And though there are no easy answers,
I believe He hears your prayers

(that) Good things happen when people pray,
even though your heart says there’s no way
When night-time swallows up our day
I know someone…oh I know someone,
who will whisper peace be still, who can comfort us until,
we’re gonna see the light of day‘
cause good things happen...when people pray

Yeah I remember when those towers fell
The whole nation cried, oh but who can tell
Just how many prayers went up that day
for the mothers and the fathers that were taken away
But I believe that God was listening
And I believe that heaven cares‘
bout those mothers and fathers, the sons and the daughters
who lifted up their prayers

(Chorus repeat)

Bridge: Though we keep moving down these same old roads,
and surely everything we carry, He already knows

Well it looks like the sun’s gonna shine today
though the night never gave any hint that way
And we sure didn’t think these storms would pass,
that peace like the morning would come at last
But with that peace, we know He’s listening
And with our hearts we know He cares
And with our faith we keep believing that Jesus hears our prayers

(Chorus repeat)

Oh sweet Jesus, hear our little prayers

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An Old Stone the Lord Rolled Away
Mark Bishop
Possum Run Music/BMI • Chris White Music/BMI • Asheville Music Publishing/BMI

One night I dreamed that I had crossed over
Wading through Jordan’s cold waters I saw
a shore up ahead where my loved ones were waiting
Words can’t express the pure joy of it all

We walked on the shore toward the gates of that city
Each one who entered laid something aside
I saw them lay down what they no longer needed
They were casting off relics from life’s other side

Chorus:
There laid the chains where Paul was imprisoned
There fell the tears from the eyes of the blind
There were the crutches from the man who left walking
And the bucket of water at the well left behind
And I saw an old cross with blood-stains upon it
It’s been gathering dust since that day
Oh and I saw the sins that I left at the altar
By an old stone the Lord rolled away

Oh there in that city, I saw no one crying
No sign of heart-ache, no tears in their eyes
There were no hearts full of worry in heaven
I looked but I saw not a cloud in the sky

And when I woke up from that vision of heaven,
There was a peace that came over my soul
Someday I’ll return to the gates of that city
And what I’ll see outside, I already know

Chorus:
There laid the chains where Paul was imprisoned
There fell the tears from the eyes of the blind
There were the crutches from the man who left walking
And the bucket of water at the well left behind
And I saw an old cross with blood-stains upon it
It’s been gathering dust since that day
Oh and I saw the sins that I left at the altar
By an old stone the Lord rolled away

Yeah I saw the sins that I left at the altar
By an old stone the Lord rolled away
The Lord rolled away

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Oh My
Mark Bishop
Possum Run Music/BMI • Chris White Music/BMI • Asheville Music Publishing/BMI

Listen up now

My soul was lost, just as lost as could be
As wrapped up in myself as a kite in a tree
Jesus reached down…turned my night into day
I don’t know how to put it…I don’t know what to say, but

Oh my…(My soul is lighter) Oh my…(My days are brighter)
Since Jesus came into my life
Oh my…(I’m a believer) Oh my…(My days are sweeter)
And all I can say is "oh my!"

No-one could count all the tears she had cried
When she came to the well she was thirsty inside
Jesus said My water is everlasting
I don’t know all she said, but her heart had to sing

Oh my…(My soul is lighter) Oh my…(My days are brighter)
Since Jesus came into my life
Oh my…(I’m a believer) Oh my…(My days are sweeter)
And all I can say is "oh my!"

Bridge: My oh my oh my
My Lord is wonderful in so many ways
He blesses all my days
I’m just at a loss. I don’t know what to say

Oh my…(My soul is lighter) Oh my…(My days are brighter)
Since Jesus came into my life
Oh my…(I’m a believer) Oh my…(My days are sweeter)
And all I can say is "oh my!"

Oh my…(My soul is lighter) Oh my…(My days are brighter)
Since Jesus came into my life
Oh my…(I’m a believer) Oh my…(My days are sweeter)
And all I can say is "oh my!"

Oh my…(My soul is lighter) Oh my…(My days are brighter)
Since Jesus came into my life
Oh my…(I’m a believer) Oh my…(My days are sweeter)
And all I can say is "oh my!"

For God – so loved – the world – that He gave
His only Son that I could be saved

I’m gonna sing, wherever I go
I want the whole wide world to know

That He loves you

Yes He loves you

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They Can't Receive Their Reward
Mark Bishop
Possum Run Music/BMI • Chris White Music/BMI • Asheville Music Publishing/BMI

Where the angels all were listening, a name was lifted up
By a soldier of the cross who prayed for one they loved so much
And when that soul had found salvation, when that name was written down
That one who prayed, I believe, received a jewel upon their crown

(But)They can’t receive their reward until all God’s children make it home
Their work goes on
For all the seeds they have sown, some have yet to be full-grown
Though the workers hands are gone, still their work goes on and on and on and on
They can’t receive their reward until all God’s children make it home

She was crying at her bedside, where a mother knelt to pray
She was calling out to heaven that her children would be saved
Now every prayer that wins a loved one, circles out just like a wave
There are voices generations past still winning souls today

(But)They can’t receive their reward until all God’s children make it home
Their work goes on
For all the seeds they have sown, some have yet to be full-grown
Though the workers hands are gone, still their work goes on and on and on and on
They can’t receive their reward until all God’s children make it home

They can’t receive their reward until all God’s children make it home.
Their work goes on
For all the seeds they have sown, some have yet to be full-grown
Though the workers hands are gone, still their work goes on and on and on and on
They can’t receive their reward until all God’s children make it home

They can’t receive their reward until all God’s children make it home

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It Wouldn't Bother Me to Be the Last
Mark Bishop
Possum Run Music/BMI • Chris White Music/BMI • Asheville Music Publishing/BMII’ve been right where you are

 I am not the first to know God’s mercy
I am not the first to stand and tell
how He saved me. I am not the first one
to drink that living water from the well
I am not the first to stand and praise Him
He’s heard the praise of generations past
But if this is the day that He is coming
Oh it wouldn’t bother me to be the last

Chorus:
There are many others who have called His name
There are many others who have known
Of His love and mercy and His healing touch
Saints of old already taken home
I am not the first to fall down on my knees
And have the Lord forgive me of my past
I am not first to stand and praise His name
But it wouldn’t bother me to be the last

The disciples were the first to walk with Jesus
Mary was the first one to the tomb
Oh imagine being first to feel that Spirit
when it descended on the upper room
One day all the world will hear that trumpet
I believe the day’s approaching fast
And if He comes while I am singing praises
Oh it wouldn’t bother me to be the last

Chorus:
There are many others who have called His name
There are many others who have known
Of His love and mercy and His healing touch
Saints of old already taken home
I am not the first to fall down on my knees
And have the Lord forgive me of my past
I am not first to stand and praise His name
But it wouldn’t bother me to be the last

Chorus repeat

Tag: If this the day that He is coming…If this is the day my Lord is coming
I am not first to stand and praise His name…But it wouldn’t bother me to be the last

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Heaven Known
Mark Bishop
Possum Run Music/BMI • Chris White Music/BMI • Asheville Music Publishing/BMI

I would like to…tell you a true story
And it may touch you the way that it touched me
For I was there when…all the churches in the region
congregated for reporting annually

One by one they…stood behind the pulpit
They were reading facts and figures from the page
"With our programs, our attendance nearly doubled
and last year this church saw twenty-seven saved."

Each new number…was met with great rejoicing
Everyone applauded what the Lord had done
And every church…represented in attendance
Had their turn…till there was only one

One last preacher, not as finely dressed as others
Cleared his throat and took his turn behind the desk
"We’re just a small church," he said. "With a little congregation
and our building’s not as large as all the rest."

"But this past year…a new family came to visit,
then one Sunday morn…the father came and prayed."
"And though it’s not much, well it sure did change that family
Our church reports, last year one soul was saved."

And all were silent…as that young preacher took his papers
He wiped the tears away and he was done
And in that moment, all our hearts received a stirring
reminding us when we were just that one
When Jesus left the ninety-nine to find the one

Chorus:
And we don’t know…how long Heaven had been waiting
We don’t know…all the work that had been done
We don’t know…how the angels were rejoicing
Or the longing in God’s heart to reach that one
All the love and all the praying for that one
But Heaven knows…that eternal life was given
Heaven knows…that somebody found the Lord
Heaven knows…and they’re singing hallelujah
For the angels know the worth of that one soul
Though sometimes we might forget, well heaven knows

I would like to…tell you a true story
And it may touch you the way that it touched me

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Let Jesus Know All About It
Mark Bishop
Possum Run Music/BMI • Chris White Music/BMI • Asheville Music Publishing/BMI

Maybe it’s time to...(Let Jesus know all about it...)Maybe it’s time to...(Let Jesus know all about it...)

When I was young I was so sure of myself
so wrapped up in myself...so caught up in myself
Hard times would come and there were lessons I learned
There were tears that I cried...oh there were bridges I burned

Then before long, all my dreams and my hopes
were like whispers of smoke…there at the end of my rope
I heard about someone who could change everything
What peace He could bring…then I heard a choir sing

(They were saying…) Let Jesus know all about it
(They were singing…) Let Jesus know all about it
(Sounded like a choir of angels…)
 Let Jesus know all about it
(They were talking straight to my heart…) Oohoohoohoohoohooh

Down on my knees…no-one else could I blame
For my guilt and my shame…so I just called on His name
Suddenly I felt great peace in my soul
My cup overflowed… so glad somebody told

(me that I should…) Let Jesus know all about it
(They said maybe it’s time to…) Let Jesus know all about it
(They said maybe it’s time you…) Let Jesus know all about it
(Oh maybe, maybe, maybe it’s time…) Oohooh-oohoohoohooho

When you are troubled; your life’s in a mess
Just fall down and confess…you’ll be happy and blessed
For He already knows all the tears that I’ve cried
when I’m tested and tried…and what I’m feeling inside

He already knows, yes He already knows
all your trouble and strife…He already knows
He already knows, yes He already knows
Everything in your life…He already knows

(The choir was singing…) Let Jesus know all about it
(They were singing right to me…) Let Jesus know all about it
(I felt something pulling at my heart…) Let Jesus know all about it
(Oh and finally I saw the light…) Oohooh-oohoohoohoohoo

(Oh I saw the light!) Instrumental

He already knows, yes He already knows
all your trouble and strife…He already knows
He already knows, yes He already knows
Everything in your life…He already knows

Let Jesus know…(all of your troubles…)
Let Jesus know…(all of your worries…)
Oohooh-oohoohoohoohoo

(Maybe, maybe, maybe it’s time…)

Let Jesus know…(maybe it’s time to…)
Let Jesus know…(Tell Him, tell Him, tell Him all about it now…)
Oohooh-oohoohoohoohoo