Andrew Peterson - Let There Be Light Lyrics
When the mandolin sang like a bird on the wingIn the hands of Bill MonroeWhen Chet played guitar like a walk in the parkLike a prodigal son coming homeThey spoke into being the work of their handsFrom the void of the wire and the woodAnd they stood on the stageAnd they sang and they playedAnd they said that it was good(chorus)Let there be lightLet there be loveLet there be light, let there be loveLet there be musicNow, Arron's a preacher and I play guitarAnd Jim, he can tune up your FordDave is in law school for 800 yearsFor the sake of the sick and the poorThe work of our hands is the salt of the earthThe music we make is the light of the worldLet it shine, let it shine, let it shineWhen your spirit is hovering over the deepIn the image of God just look into that darkness and speakLet there be light, let there be love, let there be musicSo let the mandolin play like a mother's embraceLet the fiddle be warm as a smileLet the guitar be bright as a friend at your sideWhen you're lost on a long lonely mileLet the music be sweet as the washing of feetAnd as gentle as a kissLet the love that we feel be as light as a reelAnd as real as the love we giveCopyright 2003 New Spring Publishing, Inc.
