Great Southern Land

Worship

Lyrics by Barbara Tipper

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Contact me if the Spirit gives you the music to these words. I'm looking for a composer collaborator.

You Do it for Me

V1. Would the prisoners see your face?

Would you visit the ill,

Invite the lonely

Back to your place?

V2. No excuses about having time!

Would you teach them my will,

Share a meal with the poor,

Send care parcels to the frontline?

Ch.

You do it for me

You do it for me

If you do it for even the least of mine

You are the branches and I am the vine

Through me you can learn there is always the time

To do it all for me

V3. Greet the stranger with a big smile

Regardless of race

Let them see in your life

You’re prepared for that extra mile

V4. Give the naked back their dignity

And the homeless a place

They feel they can belong.

For the least of them, do it for me

Ch.

You do it for me

You do it for me

If you do it for even the least of mine

You are the branches and I am the vine

Through me you can learn there is always the time

To do it all for me

Great Southern Land

Worship

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