Outside Savanna, spring of 1844
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They drove the last nail in and opened up the doors
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Jedediah Moore was the first to be baptized
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Saw him married here and buried here
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When the Yankees took his life
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I've felt the pain of people fighting their own demon
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And the presence of the power that finally freed them
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I'm a bright and shining beacon, giving shelter in the storm
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Every saint and sinner, I greet with open arms
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I am the rock, I am stained glass and stone
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The foundation that this town was built upon
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And I've been standing strong and steady all these years
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Held together by the faithful gathered here
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I've heard the words of deliverance and damnation
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And the sweet sound of redemption and salvation
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Entire congregations with their voices raised in song
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While the angels in my rafters rejoice and sing along
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I am the rock, I am stained glass and stone
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The foundation that this town was built upon
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And I've been standing strong and steady all these years
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Held together by the faithful gathered here
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And as long as there's a God above
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And people still believe, my walls will never crumble
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And I will always be
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The rock, I am stained glass and stone
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The foundation that this town was built upon
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And I've been standing strong and steady all these years
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Held together by the faithful gathered here
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Outside Savannah, Spring of 1844
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They drove the last nail in and opened up my doors
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The Rock
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| Tracy Lawrence |
