Jay Moore

Lyrics

The Little Church

The little church stood by the old steel mill
The factory roared as the pews would fill
The noise blew in the trucks rumbled by
The songleader called out “Raise your voices high!”

Sing out loud, the highs and the lows
Those hymns held the answers to all of life's woes
They held the message that everyone knew
We heard with our hearts so sure it was true.

All of the folks knew everyone
And everyone knew the songs that were sung
Songs about heaven songs about sin
Songs about glory and souls to win.

Sing out loud, the highs and the lows
Those hymns held the answers to all of life's woes
They held the message that everyone knew
We heard with our hearts so sure it was true.

That little church is gone
But the mill still rumbles on
The songs, they still live
In my heart and I say,

Sing out loud, the highs and the lows
Those hymns held the answers to all of life's woes
They held the message that everyone knew
We heard with our hearts so sure it was true.