The summer breeze made ripples on the pond
Rattled through the rings and the willow trees beyond
Daddy in his good hat, mama in her Sunday dress
Watched with pride as I stood there in the water up to my chestAnd the preacher spoke about the cleansing blood
I sank my toes into that East Tennessee mudThen it was down with the old man up with the new
Raised to walk in the way of light and truth
I didn't see no angels, just a few saints on the shore
But I felt like a new born baby, cradled up in the arms of the LordAmazing grace, oh, how sweet the sound
There was glory in the air, there was dinner on the ground
And my sins went for many, were washed away and gone
Along with a buffalo nickel, I forgot to leave at homeBut that seemed like such a small, small price to pay
For the blessed peace of mind that came to me that dayAnd it was down with the old man, up with the new
Raised to walk in the way of light and truth
I didn't see no angels, just a few saints on the shore
But I felt like a new born baby, cradled up in the arms of the LordThis road is long and dusty, sometimes the soul, it must be cleansed
And I long to feel that water rushin' over me againDown with the old man, up with the new
Raised to walk in the way of light and truth
I didn't see no angels, just a few saints on the shore
But I felt like a new born baby, cradled up in the arms of the Lord
I felt like a new born baby, cradled up in the arms of the Lord
Songwriters
CATES, MICKEYPublished by
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