Everett Adams

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I am a servant of God, retired from the working world but working full time writing and producing music to spread the Gospel through song. Messages given me to pass on to God's people and those that should be God's people, messages of warning, of love and hope, of encouragement in these the last days of a corrupt and dying world. I am a songwriter that does not perform what he writes, I look for an artist that sings better than they write, that look for new material to sing. I have written over 3000 songs, most of which are Gospel in a number of style and tempos. Country, Southern and bluegrass being the main flavor. I have self-produced a number of recordings over the years which got a fair amount of airplay, a # one song, and an SHAI award. I boast only in the fact that the Lord has trusted me enough to give me His songs to write. If you are an artist interested in hearing some of the songs He has given me, for possible recording, email me (ecadams@xplornet.ca) and I will give you a link to listen. I don't have a personal website or a social site but I do have several storage sites for my songs of different genres, which I give to those interested enough to make personal contact. I also have a number of pages on CD Baby where people can hear, purchase CDs or downloads. They can also purchase CDs by mail directly from me.

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On wounded feet


album: Come to the altar and Him
genre: Country and Bluegrass Gospel
streams: 42
purchase: mp3, 3MB, 00:03:16

ON WOUNDED FEET

On wounded feet, He walked here beside me

And gently urged me back into the fold

And so often He would gently guide me

For I was a precious wandering soul

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On wounded feet, He walked so close behind me

With bleeding hands He bore me o'er the way

And kindly He so often would remind me

That I was a precious lamb astray

CHORUS

On wounded feet He walked until He found me

With nail scarred hands He knocked 'till I let him in

Then He wrapped His loving arms around me

And with His blood He cleansed me from all sin

On wounded feet He walked to protect me

'Till before Him one day I'd humbly kneel

And by His precious love each day prefects me

And by His stripes I know that I am healed

REPEAT CHORUS (c)Everett Adams Newsflash Sounds

On wounded feet

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