[instrumental] [narrative] The old saints would gather together anywhere... and it would become church. It could be at the grocery store, the hair salon, the barber shop. It could be out in the parking lot. They didn't need fancy lights and three keyboards, and ten microphones for the praise team. They would just sing to GOD and the power of the Holy Spirit would turn that place to a church on fire... [congregational hymn] If you say so, Lord, I will follow Wherever you send me Lord, I will go… If you ask me My answer is Yes Lord I will never, ever Tell you no Speak Your word Lord Speak Your word Speak Your word Lord Speak Your word Speak Your word Lord Speak Your word Speak Your word Lord Speak Your word Order my steps Lord Make me righteous Make me holy Thru Your word So I can follow You Wherever you lead me Wherever You go Lord I wanna be right there If you say so, Lord, I will follow Wherever you send me Lord, I will go… If you ask me My answer is Yes Lord I will never, ever Tell you no Speak Your word Lord Speak Your word Speak Your word Lord Speak Your word Speak Your word Lord Speak Your word Speak Your word Lord Speak Your word I will never, ever Tell You no I will never, ever Tell You no Yes Lord Yes Lord Yes Lord Yes [fade]
