Dave Bilbrough

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Throw away those useless chains
You won't need them anymore
Come follow down the ancient path

In returning, and rest
you shall be saved
In returning, and rest
you shall be saved

Your pride ain't welcome here
that hidden mask you wear
come follow down the ancient path

In returning, and rest
you shall be saved
In returning, and rest
you shall be saved

To every tribe and tongue
the Saviour's voice still calls
come follow down the ancient path

In returning, and rest
you shall be saved
In returning, and rest
you shall be saved