I sang to the people in Russia
As they were searching for the truth
Their eyes were so cold and empty
From the eldest to the youth
What a privilege I had to carry
The joy of the God we love
And I sang of the Christ, His compassionate life
Of a home He's prepared above
And they praised God (praised God)
And they praised God (praised God)
And they praised God because of me
I sang to the people in Africa
Some who didn't have food to eat
In the depths of full-blown poverty
Most were living out in the street
What a thrill to deliver the Gospel
To a people who were so distressed
Holding back the tears and the cultural fears
Overwhelmingly I was impressed
And they praised God (praised God)
And they praised God (praised God)
And they praised God instead of me
As they were searching for the truth
Their eyes were so cold and empty
From the eldest to the youth
What a privilege I had to carry
The joy of the God we love
And I sang of the Christ, His compassionate life
Of a home He's prepared above
And they praised God (praised God)
And they praised God (praised God)
And they praised God because of me
I sang to the people in Africa
Some who didn't have food to eat
In the depths of full-blown poverty
Most were living out in the street
What a thrill to deliver the Gospel
To a people who were so distressed
Holding back the tears and the cultural fears
Overwhelmingly I was impressed
And they praised God (praised God)
And they praised God (praised God)
And they praised God instead of me
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