By The Light Of The Moon |
By the light of the moon
there is a stranger
riding in to our town
He's come to clothe all our needy
and all our wounds to be bound
And by the light of the moon
I feel Salvation's hand
as It runs It's fingers through my hair
and in the dark I know no strangers
for I know Jesus Christ is there
Strangers have no arms
with which to hold you
Strangers have no tears to cry
Strangers have no sympathy to give you
just strangers in the night who pass by
By the light of the moon
there is a shadow
falling o'er the Stranger's face
and in the dark I know His features
for I feel His divine grace
By the light of the moon
there is a shadow
falling o'er our once proud land
and through the darkness
He approaches
to heal our dying land
Quillan Roe: Guitar, Vocal
Mike Brady: Arch-Top
Jeff Tranberry: Bass
Kevin Riach: Drums
Dedicated to the memory of Werner Lowry
Words and Music ©1997 Accident Clearinghouse