8.

This Old World Can Never Hurt Me Again

Betty Jean Robinson

© Jehovah-Jireh Music, ASCAP

I used to play a thousand foolish games
With forgotten faces and forgotten names
I fell in love with this old world and it turned its back on me
Still it kept me chained and it would not set me free

I let my heart fall into foolish hands
I was hungry for just one faithful friend
They took my love and threw it just like sand into the sea
And in the name of love they kept on wastin' me

Then I met a perfect man who is my friend
I read his book and I know how the story ends
He's my sweet precious Jesus my Saviour and my friend
And this old world can never hurt me again

The tears I cried he cried them all before
The hurts I felt he felt on Pilate's floor
The scars he healed upon my heart are still upon his hands
But this old world can never touch him again

Yes I've met a perfect man who is my friend...

Yes he's my sweet precious Jesus my Saviour and my friend
And this old world can never hurt me again

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