Scott Troyer - A Tragic Story Lyrics
Old faces, restless broken soulsAll these old faces and young ones without homesThough the waters rise and our spirits fall,the Lord our God, he is watching over it alland he’s watching us now.We say,“Oh, what a tragic story!But only they can be blamed.But oh, what a different song we should have sangwhen the floodwaters came.”Don’t wait to give them higher ground.No, don’t you wait to feed their hungry mouths.Though the waters rise and our spirits fallthe Lord our God, he is watching over it alland he’s watching us now.We say,“Oh, what a tragic story!But here’s what we would have done.But oh, what a different song we will singwhen the floodwaters come.”Rescue the tired, the sick and depressed.Give them, give them your very best.Though the waters rise and our spirits fallthe Lord our God, he is watching over it allThough the waters rise and our spirits failthe Lord our God, he is with us all the whileand he shall prevail.
