Baptism - Randy Travis (兰迪·特拉维斯)
Written by：Mickey Cate
The summer breaze
Made ripples on the pond
And rattled through the reeds
And the willow trees boyond
Daddy in his good hat
Mamma in her Sunday dress
Watched with pride as I stood there
In the water up to my chest
And the preacher spoke
About the cleansing blood
As I sank my toes
Into the east Tennessee mud
Then it was down with the old man
And up with the new
Raised to walk in
The way of life and truth
I didn't see no angels
Just a few saints on the shore
But I felt like a new born baby
Cradled up in the arms of the lord
Amazing grace
Oh how sweet the sound
There was glory in the air
There was dinner on the ground
And my sins which were many
Were washed away and gone
Along with a buffalo nickel
I forgot to leave at home
That semed like such a small
Small price to pay
For the blessed peace of mind
That came to me that day
It was down with the old man
And up with the new
Raised to walk in
The way of life and truth
I didn't see no angels
Just a few saints on the shore
But I felt like a new born baby
Cradled up in the arms of the lord
This road is long and dusty
Sometimes a soul it must be cleansed
And I long to feel that water
Rushing over me again
I didn't see no angels
Just a few saints on the shore
But I felt like a new born baby
Cradled up in the arms of the lord
But I felt like a new born baby
Cradled up in the arms of the lord
