Lo And Behold

Lonely by day, empty and cold;
Only to say lo and behold
Deep in the night, down in my dreams;
Most glorious sight this soul has seen.
There’s a well on the hill; you just can’t kill for Jesus;
A well on the hill — let it be
Don’t build no heathen temple where the Lord’s done laid his hand;
A well on the hill — let it be
Everyone’s talking 'bout the Gospel story
Some shall sink and some shall rise…
Everyone’s talking 'bout the train to glory
But it’s a long, long time till it gets to ya…
Well on the hill… just can’t kill for Jesus…
Well on the hill — let it be
No, don’t build no heathen temples
Where the Lord has done
Laid his hand
Well on the hill — let it be
Come on, and let it be
Oh, let it be, um yeah, ooh…