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While supplying his family's needs, a coal miner comes to grips with a need of his own |
| Remember me in mercy, as I'm under this mountain; Lord you know I am lost, And have never drank from your fountain. In dark and in danger, I try to be brave; Knowing, this hole I'm digging, may be my own grave. You watch over your people, on land or on sea; God! I need you, in this coal mine, to watch over me. I'm working for my family, to provide them a home; and wishing that in heaven, I had one of my own. Lord I've been a great sinner, and from the bible I've learned; like this black coal I'm mining, I too, will be burned. So, I ask you "Please Jesus", from way back in this mine; To save me, Oh! Save me!' and make me all thine. |