Everett Adams


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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Why Must We Grieve (Key B)

album: I am an heir with Jesus
genre: Christian country
streams: 7
audio file: mp3, 3.1MB, 00:03:25


I read in the paper/ where they're taking down

The cross from the school/ on the other side of town

They say it might offend/ those that don't believe

What about those that do/ why are we left to grieve


Why must we grieve/ those that still believe—in Jesus Christ

Why must we cry/ cause others deny/ His sacrifice

Why must we weep/ why can't we keep/ His cross on high

Does it offend/ a few sinful men/ who'd rather defy


I saw on the TV/ where we can not pray

Before a sports game/ not one word can we say

They are hiding His picture/ so they can not see

The one that died for them/ so that they could be free



Why must we bow/ why must we allow—this to go on

This is our home/ why must we moan/ let them be gone

Just let us pray/ the same old way/ we did before

If it offends/ no offense my friends/ but there's the door

(c)2016 Everett Adams(Newsflash Sounds)

Why Must We Grieve (Key B)


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