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Gold City Quartet First Class

If I had just one more song that I could sing you One more story I could tell before I leave If I only had one message I could bring you There's no question

Verse I was a tax collector; Matthew is my name Despised by many, but one day I heard the Savior say Matthew come and follow, so I left it all behind

Chorus This poor man cried unto the Lord And He answered me Lifted up my feet from the miry clay Put them on the rock to stay I'm so glad the Lord was

Verse Jesus washed my sins away One glorious morning (praise His dear name) He blessed my soul (He blessed my soul) And He made me whole Ever since that

Verse Drifting out in the darkness, just a prisoner on life's sea Death was like a sinking vessel anchored deep inside of me Hopelessness weighed upon

Verse 1 Today I spoke to a dear old friend of mine One I hadn't talked to for such a long, long time After all I'd done, it's a wonder that He'd speak