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Back to My Roots
01. I Missed the Target Again
02. It's Gonna Rain
03. Hang On in There (God Is at the End of Your Rope)
04. Shine a Light
05. The Lord Will Make a Way Somehow
06. God's Gonna Use Me
07. There Will Be Peace in the Valley
08. 1963
09. Reach Down and Touch Heaven for Me
10. Love Breakthrough
11. My God Has a Telephone
12. In God's Hands We Rest Untroubled
Lord, Lord, Lord
Oh Lord, have mercy
Mmm

September 15, 1963

It was a Sunday morning in 1963
We were guests at a church in Birmingham, Alabama
To share our ministry

All of a sudden, the deacon burst through the door
Filled with anger, as everybody could see
Shouting loudly, "Get up, get out quickly
There's been a catastrophe
They just bombed the 16th Street Baptist Church
And four little girls just died
People are rioting down the street
Oh, I've never seen such an angry crowd"
As we headed right through Birmingham

Right through Birmingham downtown
Oh, what a sight to see, I'll never forget it
Cars pushed over, bricks thrown through windows
It was frightening and dangerous
Oh my God, people running, people screaming
People cursing, people crying, trying to get to safety
With the help of God on our side

We prayed all the way through
We made it through the crowd unharmed
My two little boys were with me
I was twenty-three on that Bloody Sunday in 1963

Four little girls lost their lives
Little Cynthia Weston, little Cara Robinson
Little Denise McNair and little Addie Mae Collins
Between the ages of eleven and fourteen
They never made it that day

Lord have mercy, oh God, mmm, mmm, mmm (1963)
When will this madness ever end?
Will we ever be free?
We find ourselves once again (1963) in 1963

I'm calling for freedom, I'm calling for peace
I'm calling for victory

Lord, I'm calling on you to bring peace and harmony

They're still killing and stealing our children one by one

You can't feel our hurt, you can't feel our pain
You can't feel our misery

I don't ever want you to forget
Don't you ever forget
Remember that Bloody Sunday in 1963 (1963)
Oh, enough is enough
Save our children, save our children

Have mercy on the children (1963)

No more Sandy Hook, no more Uvalde
No more East Point, no more Southside
Why are we so angry?
Why must the children die?
I can't legislate love, I can't wish away hate

Let justice roll down like waters
And righteousness like a stream
Until then, my friend, keep up the good fight
Until love, until love, until love really wins, oh (1963)
Let love win, oh, let love, let love win
One day and it won't be long
Love is gonna win, mmm, mmm (1963)

Stop repeating 1963