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Fisher of Men

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Lyrics

The carpenter’s bench is empty, the table is overturned. The carpenter left of a sudden; He has better things to do, O he has better things to do. He has other prizes to win. The carpenter’s bench is empty,

he’s gone to be fisher of men. Fisher of men! The merchandise table is empty, the money is spilled on the floor. The carpenter has become master and threw out the greed and more. O he has better things

to do: he’s healing and teaching the truth. The people have followed the master because he’s a fisher of men. Fisher of men! The judgment hall is empty, the light of the world turned low; for hatred would

crucify fishers who dare to be fishers of men. O the judgment hall is empty, and the followers only a few; but that was the price they paid him for work that was better to do. Fisher of men! O the tomb where

they laid him empty; run tell his friends the good news! The master’s alive and working, he has better things to do, Yes, he has better things to do. He has other prizes to win, The master’s alive forever

because he’s a fisher of men. Fisher of men!

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