The Good Book Tells Me

When I was a teenager and a young Christian in Plattsmouth, Nebraska, the Churches in the area used to have an area-wide monthly men’s fellowship. Part of it involved worship, a meal, perhaps a short encouraging message, and reports about the various works and ministries that area congregations were doing. The Southwest Church of Christ in Omaha hosted a fellowship where a couple of the area ministers collaborated on a song. First, they had a small group sing it, then we all sang it together. I came across the hand written music in one of my old files and have typeset it here.

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