He was just a carpenter by trade. He learned from his father at a very early age. There was something special in the man, There was much more to his life Than just working with his hands
And He'd say There's no home I could design that would match the one you'd find, when you leave this world behind, if you only took the time.
Chorus: Love your neighbour like your brother Treat your brother like a friend Always turn the other cheek Help the weary and the weak Make the time for young and old And as your life unfolds Each kindness that you've shown Will be the nails and hammers As you build your final ladder In the manner of the carpenter of old
You could feel compassion in his eyes Only fools that hurt him did not realize That he was speaking to us all The righteous and the mighty The silent and the small
And He'd say There's no home I could design that would match the one you'd find, when you leave this world behind, if you'd only take the time.
Chorus: Love your neighbour like your brother Treat your brother like a friend Always turn the other cheek Help the weary and the weak Make the time for young and old And as your life unfolds Each kindness that you've shown Will be the nails and hammers As you build your final ladder In the manner of the carpenter of old
He was just a carpenter by trade. He learned from his father at a very early age.
