Trouble In The Amen Corner Lyrics - Bill Anderson

(Archie Campbell) 

Rock of Ages cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in Thee. 

It was a stylish congregation 

You could see they had been around 

And they had the biggest pipe organ 

Of any church in town. 

But over in the amen corner 

Of that church sat Ol' Brother Ire 

And every Sunday he insisted 

On singing in the choir. 

His voice was cracked and broken 

Age had touched his vocal chords 

And nearly every Sunday 

He would get behind and miss the words. 

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Well, the choir got so flustered 

The church was told then fine 

Brother Ire must quit his singing 

Or the choir is going to resign. 

So the pastor appointed a committee 

I think it was three or four 

They got in their big fine car 

Drove up to Ire's door. 

They found the choirs great trouble 

Sitting there in a big armed chair 

The summers golden sum beam 

Lay upon his snow-white hair. 

Said York, ''We're here 

With the Vestry's approbation 

To discuss a little matter 

That affects the congregation.'' 

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''Now it seems your voice 

Is interfering with the choir 

So if you will just lay out 

Are you listening Brother Ire?'' 

The old man raised his head 

A sign he did hear 

And on his cheek the three men caught 

The glitter of a tear. 

His feeble hands pushed back 

The locks as white as silky snow 

And he answered the committee 

In a voice both soft and low. 

''I wonder if beyond the tide 

That is breaking at my feet 

In that far off heavenly temple 

Where my Master I shall meet.'' 

''I wonder if when I try to sing 

The songs of God up higher 

Will they kick me out up there 

For singing in Heavens Choir?" 

A silence filled the room 

The old man bowed his head 

The committee went on back to town 

But Brother Ire was dead. 

The choir missed him for awhile 

But it soon forgot 

A few church goers watched the door 

But the old man entered not. 

From far away his voice is sweet now 

And he sings his hearts desires 

Where there are no committees 

And no fashionable choirs. 

Rock of age's cleft for me 

Let me hide myself in Thee...