That Mountain Video (MV)
Charley Jenkins - That Mountain Lyrics
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A young bride on her knees|Asking God, 'please, don't let it rain.'|With the groom and family|outside waiting on her special day.|'Please let the clouds blow by,|O give us clear blue skies,' she prays.|Down the road a few miles out of town|A farmer's on his knees.|His crops are dying in his fields,|Won't last another week.|'Don't let the clouds go blow by,|Let rain drops fill the skies,' he prays.||Chorus|Sometimes all we see|Is our slice of reality|But things are not as simple |as they seem to be|There's times hard as we pray|Heaven has another way|And even though there's nothing faith can do|sometimes that mountain doesn't move.||Gathered in a waiting room a family hopes|that the doctors wrong|when he says the machines have kept her|But she's already gone|'Our daughter's way to young|Don't let her days be done,' they pray.|Three flours up and just down the hall|A little one's shutting down|He's been the first name on the list|Going on six months now|'Pease let this be the day, |A new heart's on it's way,' he prays.||Chorus||Hope one day I can see|All the strokes in the master piece|Then finally understand how they fit|In the master plan.||Chorus|
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A young bride on her knees|Asking God, 'please, don't let it rain.'|With the groom and family|outside waiting on her special day.|'Please let the clouds blow by,|O give us clear blue skies,' she prays.|Down the road a few miles out of town|A farmer's on his knees.|His crops are dying in his fields,|Won't last another week.|'Don't let the clouds go blow by,|Let rain drops fill the skies,' he prays.||Chorus|Sometimes all we see|Is our slice of reality|But things are not as simple |as they seem to be|There's times hard as we pray|Heaven has another way|And even though there's nothing faith can do|sometimes that mountain doesn't move.||Gathered in a waiting room a family hopes|that the doctors wrong|when he says the machines have kept her|But she's already gone|'Our daughter's way to young|Don't let her days be done,' they pray.|Three flours up and just down the hall|A little one's shutting down|He's been the first name on the list|Going on six months now|'Pease let this be the day, |A new heart's on it's way,' he prays.||Chorus||Hope one day I can see|All the strokes in the master piece|Then finally understand how they fit|In the master plan.||Chorus|