The Carpenter کے بول

The lord showed me david, called from the field, From leading his sheep, a sword to wield, To lift up a people whose burden was hard And to walk in the way of god. But i am a carpenter, I am a workman in this town, I am a man who lives here, but my time is coming around. A vision i've seen, A lesson i've learned, A path is before me, A season has turned, And this have i known from the opening of my eyes; A seed has to die to be life. But i am a carpenter, I am a workman in this town, I am a man who lives here, but my time is coming around. Father, How long father? My mother i'll leave, My shop i shall board, The strands of my soul weave tightly in a cord, And father, i pray that not one shall be lost, Yes, for them, in joy i'll pay the cost. No longer a carpenter, No longer a workman in this town, No longer a man living here, and my home is not on this ground, No longer a carpenter, No longer a workman in this town, No longer a man living here, and my home is not on this ground.