Last Sunday there was preaching, we all went out to hear
The little church was crowded, the right and poor were there.
It was a splendid sermon, the singing full and free.
Country church, country people
With their eyes upon the Lord
Built a church with a steeple
As a place to hear His word.
You can live and die in the same small town
But the Lord spreads his love all around.
The choir was dressed in glory, their voices dressed in love
The music told the story of God who sent his son
How Jesus came from heaven to set the sinner free
Amazing grace how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now I'm found
Was blind but now I see.
The choir was finished singing and the congregation stood
While the Spirit touched and filled them with power, love and good
From God who reigns in heaven always watching every man
And guiding all his children with his kind protecting hand.
Country church, country people
With their eyes upon the Lord
Built a church with a steeple
As a place to hear His word.
You can live and die in the same small town
But the Lord spreads his love all around.
