Our father’s love
our spirits bought
he sent a son to pay the cost
The angels cheered
the angels sang
soon would come a king to reign
The Heaven’s rocked
and the heaven’s rolled
we found salvation for our soul
He grew to serve
Within the masses
Touching every life he passes
the sick he healed
the weary he held
picking up all those who fell
he walked the waters
the mountains move
evil departs when he comes through
the creatures hush
and elements silence
at the majesty of his excellence
he gathered all
no soul emitted
through him each one would be acquitted
The Saints did sing
and the heaven’s roared
Cheering our Hero for ever more
The hand of a baby
the hand of a son
outstretch to everyone
they healed the sick
they carried the weak
feed us the food that we would seek
they clasped in prayer
they bled in pain
then pierced with nails they bled again.
His eye’s with sorry
then they raised
looking toward heaven, he easily forgave
Born to die
so we could live
eternal life he came to give
Then Heaven’s rocked
and the Heaven’s rolled
we have salvation for our soul.
Karyn M. Dudley © 2006
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