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Patriarch

PATRIARCH

by Paul Bishop – June 12, 1997

(written for a friend upon his father’s passing)

I remember when I was a boy, you’d hold my hand and guide me
And now how I often wish you’d spent more time beside me
It wasn’t your fault, it was mine
All those things you taught are still inside me
So much like you I have tried to be
Did you know how much I walked in your footsteps? (more…)

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Perfection In His Eyes

PERFECTION IN HIS EYES

by Paul Bishop — May 20, 1996

I’ve practised hard
I’ve practised long
My every note is perfect
When I play this song
But this is not
Where importance lies
I have to play my best
To see approval in Daddy’s eyes

And there he sits
In that front row (more…)

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MOMMA COULDN’T TELL THEM, DADDY DIDN’T KNOW

by Paul Bishop — March 31, 1995

Why is the sky blue, Daddy?
Well, son, the sky is blue because God made it that way
Momma, why are there rainbows?
God made one for Noah, to remind us of our old days

Daddy, why is Jesus special?
He’s God’s only Son
Why did He die, Momma?
He loved us, every one (more…)

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JAM!

JAM!

by Paul Bishop — December 18, 1993

(rhythm taken from a Coca-Cola commercial
“Whenever there’s fun there’s always Coca-Cola!”)

My Jesus says he loves me, this I surely know
For His Word, the Bible, it always lets me know
He’s forever near me, my friend and my guide
It’s better every day, ‘cause He’s by my side (more…)

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A Lullaby Prayer

A LULLABY PRAYER

by Paul Bishop — November 3, 1993

Tiny baby, born sometime in the night
Into our lives, bringing now a glimmering light
How you change us, make us think of who we are
God’s love sent you, blessing from the farthest star (more…)

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Prayer for a Newborn

PRAYER FOR A NEWBORN

by Paul Bishop — July 11, 1993

What do I see in your eyes, little one?
Those eyes that follow me everywhere
What do you see in my eyes, little one?
I hope the meaning in them is clear (more…)

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His Own Little World

HIS OWN LITTLE WORLD

by Paul Bishop — October 19, 1992

He looked up into the sky
As he lay upon the ground
Staring at the moon and stars
Constellations all around
Glowing brightly in the night
In the air around his head
His own world of stick-on stars
Filled the space above his bed (more…)

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