Biography:
Richard Wayne Mullins (October 21, 1955 – September 19, 1997) was an American Christian music singer and songwriter born in Richmond, Indiana. On September 19, 1997, Rich Mullins and his friend Mitch McVicker were traveling on I-39 north of Bloomington, Illinois to a benefit concert in Wichita, Kansas when his Jeep flipped over.
His funeral was open to the public and had a massive gathering. He is buried in the Harrison Township Cemetery in Hollansburg, Ohio, alongside his baby brother who died as an infant and his father.[
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Other songs:
- All The Way My Savior Leads Me
- Awesome God
- Awesome God Adaptation
- Awsome God
- Bound To Come Some Trouble
- Boy Like Me Man Like You
- Boy Like Meman Like You
- Brothers Keeper
- Creed
- Doubly Good To You
- Elijah
- Everyman
- First Family
- Hard To Get
- Hello Old Friends
- Hold Me Jesus
- Hope To Carry On
- Humble Thyself
- If I Stand
- Let Mercy Lead
- Man Of No Reputation
- My Deliverer
- O God You Are My God
- Our God Is An Awesome God
- Ready For The Storm
- Screen Door
- Sing Your Praise To The Lord
- Sometimes By Step
- Somewhere
- That Where I Am There You May Also Be
- That Where I Am You May Also Be
- The Love Of God
- Verge Of A Miracle
- We Are Not As Strong As We Think We Are
- What Susan Said
- What Trouble Are Giants
- You Are All
- You Did Not Have A Home
- You Gotta Get Up Christmas Song
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G G
Oh You did not have a home
G/B C G
There were plac-es You visited fre-quently
C G
Took off Your shoes and scratched Your feet
G/F# Em
Cause You knew that the whole world be-longed to the meek
Am7 Em
But You did not have a home
C D G
No You did not have a home
And You did not take a wife
There were pretty maids all in a row
Who lined up to touch the hem of Your robe
But You had no place to take them
So You did not take a wife
No You did not take a wife
C G C G
Birds have nests, fox-es have dens
C Em
But the hope of the whole world rests
Am Em
On the shoul-ders of a homeless man
Am Em
You had the shoul-ders of a homeless man
C D G
You did not have a home
And you had no stones to throw
You cam without an ax to grind
You did not tow the party line
No wonder sight came to the blind
You had no stones to throw
No you had no stones to throw
So you rode and ass's foal
Well they spread out they're coats and cut down palms
For you and your donkey to walk upon
But the world can't find what it thinks it wants
On the back of an ass's foal
So I had you, guess you had to be sold
Cause the world can't stand what it cannot own
And it can't own you
You did not have a home
Birds have nests, foxes have dens
But the hope of the whole world rests
On the shoulders of a homeless man
You had the shoulders of a homeless man
You did not have a home
Birds have nests, foxes have dens
But the hope of the whole world rests
On the shoulders of a homeless man
You had the shoulders of a homeless man
You did not have a home
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Em D C D G D7/F# G
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Words and music by Rich Mullins
© 1998 Liturgy Legacy Music / Word Music / ASCAP
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G G
Oh You did not have a home
G/B C G
There were plac-es You visited fre-quently
C G
Took off Your shoes and scratched Your feet
G/F# Em
Cause You knew that the whole world be-longed to the meek
Am7 Em
But You did not have a home
C D G
No You did not have a home
And You did not take a wife
There were pretty maids all in a row
Who lined up to touch the hem of Your robe
But You had no place to take them
So You did not take a wife
No You did not take a wife
C G C G
Birds have nests, fox-es have dens
C Em
But the hope of the whole world rests
Am Em
On the shoul-ders of a homeless man
Am Em
You had the shoul-ders of a homeless man
C D G
You did not have a home
And you had no stones to throw
You cam without an ax to grind
You did not tow the party line
No wonder sight came to the blind
You had no stones to throw
No you had no stones to throw
So you rode and ass's foal
Well they spread out they're coats and cut down palms
For you and your donkey to walk upon
But the world can't find what it thinks it wants
On the back of an ass's foal
So I had you, guess you had to be sold
Cause the world can't stand what it cannot own
And it can't own you
You did not have a home
Birds have nests, foxes have dens
But the hope of the whole world rests
On the shoulders of a homeless man
You had the shoulders of a homeless man
You did not have a home
Birds have nests, foxes have dens
But the hope of the whole world rests
On the shoulders of a homeless man
You had the shoulders of a homeless man
You did not have a home
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D/F#
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Em D C D G D7/F# G
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Words and music by Rich Mullins
© 1998 Liturgy Legacy Music / Word Music / ASCAP
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