There’s a place dear to me
where I’m longing to be
With my friends at the
old country church.
There with mother we went,
and our Sundays were spent
With my friends at the
old country church.
As a small country boy,
how my heart beat with joy
As I knelt at the
old country church.
There with Jesus above
with his wonderful love
Saved my soul at the
old country church.
How I wish that today
all the people would pray
As they did at the
old country church.
If they’d only confess,
Jesus surely would bless
As He did at the
old country church.
