Sometimes mere words cannot express the happiness we feel inside. I love this song that was sang by Candy Christmas. The words really touch my heart since they remind me of my children's godfather. He would get so blessed at church that he would would just stand up and cry and wave his hands and say Glory. I still have such fond memories of that little country church, sitting on top the hill up the hollow where I grew up. Junior, this one's for you.......
O MY GLORY!
Charlie was a man about 69, he went to our church back in the Georgia pines
He lost his wife and his kids were gone but every Sunday night after the special song
The preacher’d ask the people to testify Charlie’d stand up with a gleam in his eye
He never was a man of very many words, most the time all that we heard was
O my glory, glory, glory that was all that he said that was his story
O my glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, o my!
Well he looked kinda funny with that big old grin.
I said “hey, hey momma what’s the matter with him”
She pulled me up close and then she took my hand
She said someday, baby you will understand.
Sunday after Sunday during prayer meetin’ night
Charlie’d stand up when the feelin’ was right,
He’d raise both his hands and he’d start to cry
Then he’d open up and testify…and he’d say
O my, glory, glory, glory that was all that he said that was his story
O my, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, o my
Many years later I went back to see if that little country church was how it used to be
Momma and daddy and Charlie were gone
But when the preacher got up after the special song
Something very strange began to happen to me
I was shakin’ all over I was weak in the knees
I stood there cryin’ and I tried to explain
But Charlie’s words were all I could say and I said
O my glory glory glory that was all I could say that was my story
O my glory glory glory glory, glory,glory o my
