Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
Wayne WatsonIt's good to be lonely every now and againTo be parted from the ones you adoreTo sit at a table for two all aloneAnd take a look at the world around youAt people with no one to go home toSome with a place to belongOthers consumed by their weaknessAnd another when weak seems so strongChorusLord, let me be at peace wherever I amSatisfied with all I have--A faithful friendAnd know I am grateful"Cause if it makes me love you even moreI know--I'm sureIt's good to be lonely every now and againIt's good to go down to defeat now and thenTo fail at some nobel pursuitTo fall short of the prizeAnd find in His eyesThere's nothing your victory can doTo secure higher favorHe cannot love you more than nowWinners and losersAll are the same somehowChorusAnd it's good to know sorrowTo be closely acquainted with griefTo be showered with tearsNo reason to cheerTo find in Christ your only reliefChorusI'm alone a lot. One spring Saturday in a small-town "mom andpop" restaurant, I wasn't just alone, I was lonely. I sat andjust watched. Families together, two elderly ladies out forlunch, a mother with two unhappy babies. Next time you go on apity binge, go off and watch the world go by and count yourblessings.
Wayne WatsonIt's good to be lonely every now and againTo be parted from the ones you adoreTo sit at a table for two all aloneAnd take a look at the world around youAt people with no one to go home toSome with a place to belongOthers consumed by their weaknessAnd another when weak seems so strongChorusLord, let me be at peace wherever I amSatisfied with all I have--A faithful friendAnd know I am grateful"Cause if it makes me love you even moreI know--I'm sureIt's good to be lonely every now and againIt's good to go down to defeat now and thenTo fail at some nobel pursuitTo fall short of the prizeAnd find in His eyesThere's nothing your victory can doTo secure higher favorHe cannot love you more than nowWinners and losersAll are the same somehowChorusAnd it's good to know sorrowTo be closely acquainted with griefTo be showered with tearsNo reason to cheerTo find in Christ your only reliefChorusI'm alone a lot. One spring Saturday in a small-town "mom andpop" restaurant, I wasn't just alone, I was lonely. I sat andjust watched. Families together, two elderly ladies out forlunch, a mother with two unhappy babies. Next time you go on apity binge, go off and watch the world go by and count yourblessings.
RELATED SONGS
RELATED ARTICLES