Sit Yourself Down
Nancye Short-Tsapralis
©1975 BudJohn Songs Inc / ASCAP

Sit Yourself Down young child
Rest beneath His feet
You been travelin’ such a longtime
Don’t you need a little peace?

He’s come that way before you,
He’s known the ways of men
And it all comes down as foolishness
And it starts all over again

Aren’t ya growin’ tired
Bein’ your own salvation
And you think the source is in you
When you’re part of His creation

Sit Yourself Down young child
Rest beneath His feet
We’re all as little children
When He’s teaching His mysteries

Refrain

There are no words left unspoken
Our hearts are not our own
They may continue in this earth
But His truth will stand alone

Aren’t ya growin’ tired
Bein’ your own salvation
And you think the source is in you
When you’re part of His creation

(Why don’t ya) Sit Yourself Down young child
Rest beneath His feet
We’re all as little children
When He’s teaching His mysteries