Pray for the Fish

I enjoy Randy Travis' song "Pray for the Fish," written by Phillip Moore, Dan Murphy, and Ray Scott. These are the lyrics:

Everybody gathered where the river runs wider at the edge of town
To see if that Eddy Lee Vaughn baptism was really gonna go down.

Folks bet hard-earned money that water wouldn't change a thing.
They set the odds at a hundred to one,
his soul would never come clean.

Then the preacher said, "People take a moment or two.
There's something we need to do.
Pray for the fish.
They won't know what's comin'
When the sin starts rollin' off the likes of him.
Lord, be with 'em , they ain't done nothin'.
Please won't you leave 'em just a little bit of room to swim?
Pray for the fish."

Well, the preacher dunked him under that clear cool water. Then he did it again.
Eddy came up yelling, "Oh Lord in heaven, Hallelujah! I'm a brand new man!"

Well the water got to bubblin', the sky got to rumblin', and the thunder backed up the choir.
The fish started jumpin'. It was like they were swimmin' in a lake of fire.

Then Eddy's mamma stepped out of the crowd and started yellin' out loud,
"Pray for the fish.
They won't know what's comin'
When the sin starts rollin' off the likes of him.
Lord, be with 'em. They ain't done nothin'.
Please won't you leave 'em just a little bit of room to swim?
Pray for the fish."

He said, "Everybody cross your fingers and fold your hands.
Pray for ole Eddy, but before we say 'Amen',
Pray for the fish.
Lord, be with 'em. They ain't done nothin'.
Please won't you leave 'em just a little bit of room to swim?
Pray for the fish.
Lord, pray for the fish."