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Lyrics:
Vanity, Vanity! How much possessions can one man’s soul reap? Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be, I said again Vanity, Vanity! How much possessions can one man’s soul reap? Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be!
I have seen all the works Jah has done under the sun What profit a man who works until he comes, To the point where He has no breathe left up in his lungs To sleep beneath the earth we’ll all succumb Vanity Ecclesiastes say, the preacher preached Full of wisdom in his head So read the words of what King Jesus said, Don't build your life upon a golden bed I said again!
Vanity, Vanity! How much possessions can one man’s soul reap? Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be Vanity, Vanity! How much possessions can one man’s soul reap? Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be!
A time to be born a time to die A time to plant a seed of corn And yes a time to cry There’s a time to laugh and there's time to mourn Time for silence and a time to blow the horn A time for love no time for hate Cause everything that’s made Within this world God did create So bring your peace And just know there’s time for war The end of days is near The Savior's coming with a sword I said again
I said again yeah, aye yah, come again!
All is Vanity, All is Vanity And we shall put nothing before our God Vanity is Vanity
Vanity, Vanity! Oh Oh Oh How much possessions can one man’s soul reap? Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be, Come wheel again Vanity, Vanity! Oh Oh Oh How much possessions can one man’s soul reap? Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be!
Vanity, Vanity! How much possessions can one man’s soul reap? Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be Vanity, Vanity! How much possessions can one man’s soul reap? Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be!
Out of dust you came out of dust you came When you die nothing else it will remain Never will remain Only my God He sustains I'm living through the pain
Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be! Come Again! Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be! Vanity, Vanity! Out of dust you came and dust you’ll be!
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