First Hand by Stephen Curtis Chapman

 
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First Hand Lyrics

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 that 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
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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 that 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
Find 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

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
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