Flesh and Blood

Beside a Singin' Mountain Stream Where the Willow grew Where the Silver Leaf of Maple Sparkled in the Mornin' Dew I braided Twigs of Willows Made a String of Buckeye Beads; But Flesh And Blood need Flesh And Blood And you're the one I need Flesh And

Slaves to the power of sin Once in captivity to darkness; spiritually dead A voice cried from the top of a hill "It is finished"! It awakened those who were once dead But now we live For us Now we live a new life in freedom Not being enslaved by