Stepping off the stage,
he noticed the sage
walk toward the hotel.
That parson, that sage
would come to dwell
here for many years.
But neither of them
had any way of knowng this.
Knowing his finances were grim,
this cowboy was still filled with bliss.
Walking in the opposite direction
from his newfound friend,
the cowboy found the livery stable.
Thinking he might be able to rent
a horse and thus be able
to ride out to the nearest ranch
and maybe find himself a job.
But the man at the livery offered
to hire him. The man, Rob,
offered him wages obsurd.
Rob owned the feed and grain
and, as he did explain,
Became the owner of the stable,
to his wife's great disdain,
when the previous owner was unable
to pay his bills and left town suddenly.
Willing to pay the same wages
the nearby ranchers pay a hand
to avoid his wife's rages:
his return to the store was her demand.
A few days later, our new liveryman
found this job did not demand
him to work on Sunday.
So, he went to church with his friend,
in whom Chrst's love was on full display.
Yes, it's of the parson, I speak here.
The cowboy had not been to church in years
but recently had come to know Christ
and now his whole life had changed, it appears.
His heart was now filled with the love of Christ.
Only two passengers aboard
the rumbling stage coach.
The cowboy, being bored,
struck up a conversation
with the humble parson.
They discussed cattle,
roping and riding, and such.
But somehow, they began
to discuss sin and salvaton.
The parson talked, oh so much,
about the fiery battle
between the flesh and the spirit.
The cowboy, the more he did hear it
was intrigued how Christ died for his sin.
Right there on a rumbling stage coach,
he bowed his head and found grace devine.
Right there on a rumbling stage coach,
he grace, love, joy and peace, he did find.
Right there on a rumbling stage coach,
he bowed his head and found eternal salvation.
With hearts we ourseves defiled
with our heinous sin, we were exiled
from You. But that we could be reconciled,
You bore our sin, our shame
upon the cross, a wooden frame...
an altar for the final sacrifice
for all our sin, shame, and vice.
Rising again after three days
you brought new life, new ways.
If we humbly repent and surrender
to You, Lord, you will render
us to be Holy, righteous
remembering no more the sins of us.
And eternal life, You will give us.
Your rightousness eclipses
all my guilt and Your blood fixes
my place as a child of Your Father.
Oh, there is noone, no other
in whom hope can be found.
Only You can offer salvation.
That You died for my sin,
this fact dost astound
my now-clean heart.
Oh, Lord, Thou art
my savior forever.
Your blood, Your grace fixes
my place as a child of our Father.
all my guilt is eclipsed
by Your rightousness.
Oh, that these lonely lost ones
would find You and be sons
and daughters of Your Father.
Oh, there is noone, no other
in whom hope can be found.
Only You died for all our sin.
Only You can offer salvation.
Oh how Your grace dost abound
and Your rightousness eclipses
all our guilt and Your blood fixes
the dire consequence of sin: death.
Those who believe are now sons
and daughters of Your Father.
all our guilt is eclipsed
by Your rightousness.