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In My Mind

Memories Never Fade (Deep House Tribute) Playlist.
Memories Never Fade is a folk/Americana ballad blending acoustic guitar, harmonica, and emotive vocals into a timeless story of courage, sacrifice, and legacy. Written as a tribute to those whose spirit lives on, this song carries nostalgic melodies and heartfelt lyrics that stay with you long after the final chord.

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Lyrics:

Hallelujah, Praise the Lord...Forevermore, my soul will sing...
Hallelujah, Praise the Lord...To Jesus Christ, my King...
The Echo of Penthountes...O Jesus Christ, our Lord...
He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, 
That we might die to sin and live to righteousness. 
By his wounds you have been healed.
Blessed are those who mourn,
For they shall be comforted...

Naked I came from my mother’s womb,
And naked shall I return...
The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away...
Blessed be the name of the Lord...

I once lost everything in a single day...
My wealth, my children, even my health were gone...
But one thing I held on to...
The name of the Lord is still worthy of praise...

Why was I not as a hidden stillborn child,
As infants who never see the light...
I am not at ease, nor am I quiet...
I have no rest, but trouble comes...

I once cried out, Better if I’d never been born...
But my friends—they didn’t understand...
Instead of comfort, they condemned me...
And yet I learned something true...
Even groans can rise as prayers to God...

Hallelujah, Praise the Lord...Forevermore, my soul will sing...
Hallelujah, Praise the Lord...To Jesus Christ, my King...
The Echo of Penthountes...O Jesus Christ, our Lord...
He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, 
That we might die to sin and live to righteousness. 
By his wounds you have been healed.
Blessed are those who mourn,
For they shall be comforted...

Behold, I go forward, but he is not there,
and backward, but I do not perceive him...

It felt like God was silent...
I searched ahead and behind...
He wasn’t there...
I thought I was abandoned, all alone...
But later I saw the truth...
in the silence, He was shaping me...

I had heard of you by the hearing of the ear,
But now my eye sees you...
Therefore I despise myself,
And repent in dust and ashes...

At last, I saw His face...
The One I had only heard of...
I beheld with my eyes...
And I learned...
Sorrow does not end in despair...
It begins in mercy, in grace,
A greater blessing has begun...

Hallelujah, Praise the Lord...Forevermore, my soul will sing...
Hallelujah, Praise the Lord...To Jesus Christ, my King...
The Echo of Penthountes...O Jesus Christ, our Lord...
He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, 
that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. 
By his wounds you have been healed.




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