That preacherman would set our little
church on fire, But somehow it seems now
to preach he's lost his desire.
Our little church is just not the same,
Without that preacherman preaching
Jesus's name.
His flock is beginning to go astray,
Without that preacherman there to show
the way.
His sheep are hungry and need to be fed,
They are growing weak with only memories
of sermon's he's led.
With God's annointing he could make you
smile or bring the tears, And when he
annointed you, it took away the
heartaches and fears.
That preacherman needs our prayers, So
he can come back and preach how we're
all Jesus's heirs.
I can still hear him say, in heaven one
day we'll all be, On those streets of
glory where there'll be no more pain for
you or me.
Lord, please put the desire back in this
preacherman like he had way back
then,Let him set our little church on
fire again,This I pray in Jesus name,
Amen.
