Same old faces, same old places…
Once more, I punch the clock, and muddle through another day,
Surely I think, there must be more, surely, a better way.
If this is all there is to life, striving to succeed,
Then surely it’s a waste of time, and life’s a waste indeed.
Same old faces, same old places, nothing seems to change.
Then a stirring in my soul seems to make it suddenly all seem strange.
A voice I hear behind me, whispering soft and low,
“Yes, there is more, my child, and it’s time for you to know.”
Life abundantly is yours to have, when you give to me your heart.
Life eternally is yours, and NOW is when it starts.
Then turning, I see Jesus, the Son of God, the crucified,
To give to me eternal life is the reason that He died.
But dying wasn’t all He did, He rose up from the grave,
He conquered death in victory, all my soul to save.
He’s given joy and peace to me, yes, His love is true,
Same old faces, same old places, suddenly all seem new.
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