Old Camp Meeting Time

[Verse 1]
Long ago when but a boy at old camp meeting time
How my heart would leap for joy to hear the old bell chime
Calling all the saints of God into the house of prayer
O, such praying, singing, shouting, for the Lord was there

[Chorus]
I like the old-time preaching, praying, singing, shouting
I like the old-time reading of God’s word
I like to hear those old time hallelujahs, glory
I like the old-time worship of the Lord

[Verse 2]
Preachers in those good old days were filled with holy flame
Preaching for the souls of men and not for worldly fame
Under such old-fashioned preaching, sinners fell to pray
And the Lord would save them in the good old-fashioned way

[Chorus]
I like the old-time preaching, praying, singing, shouting
I like the old-time reading of God’s word
I like to hear those old time hallelujahs, glory
I like the old-time worship of the Lord

[Verse 3]
In these latter days, they say there is no use to pray
All we need is think religion, 'tis a better way
But I'm glad to tell you, brother, Jesus saves from sin
In the old-time way He saved me, now He dwells within

[Chorus]
I like the old-time preaching, praying, singing, shouting
I like the old-time reading of God’s word
I like to hear those old time hallelujahs, glory
I like the old-time worship of the Lord