Ain't Got Time to Die

Lord, I keep so busy praising my Jesus,
Ain't got time to die.
'Cause when I'm healing the sick,
I'm praising my Jesus,
Ain't got time to die.

'Cause it takes all of my time,
To praise my Jesus,
All of my time to praise my Lord.
If I don't praise Him,
The rocks are gonna cry out!
Glory and honor, glory and honor,
Ain't got time to die.

Lord, I keep so busy working for the Kingdom,
Ain't got time to die
'Cause when I'm feeding the poor,
I'm working for the Kingdom,

Lord, I keep so busy serving my Master,
Ain't got time to die.
'Cause when I'm giving my all,
I'm serving my Master,
Ain't got time to die.

Now, won't you get out of my way,
Let me praise my Jesus.
Get out of my way,
Let me praise my Lord.
If I don't praise Him,
The rocks gonna cry out!
Glory and honor, glory and honor,
Ain't got time to die!
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