Текст песни Steven Curtis Chapman - First Hand
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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 beforeA hundred times or more.All this information second hand;Is there something more 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,Finding out His promises are true.Living life first hand,Learning the truthStraight from the Father.Living life first hand,There`s no middle manWhen you walk with the LordFirst hand.It`s all in your mind, the world will say,But this is somethingThat 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.