Here is tomorrows childrens church song. Im actually kinda proud of it. Its supposed to be a review of what weve learned so far below are the lyrics... So we gotta review, and I’ll make it quick too Messiah, to the Jew, his name is Jesus to you Had a bunch of family, but you already knew Cause you read the prophesy, you read the clue Christmas is sweet, as Mary rocks the beat Jesus’ mom is neat and Papa Joseph taps his feet The message sent to Mary was put on repeat So Joe could go and make the blessed marriage complete He was born in a barn, like my mom accuses But he was God, so there are no more excuses God in man is Jesus, the Trinity he fuses Shepherds talked about it, a witness it produces The next part of the story is the part that you love The next part of the story’s bout a dude wearing rugs You know the deal, Who am I thinking of? 1. 2. 3. -----JOHNNY ATE BUGS!! Tell me the story of Jesus, Write on my heart every word; Tell me the story most precious, Sweetest that ever was heard. Johnny dunking Jesus is where the story goes Dunking people who repented where the river flows Father, Son, and Spirit to-ge-ther, ev-ry-one knows Obedience and prophesy’s exactly what it shows Then a hungry Jesus fasting is tempted by the devil He said to turn the stone to bread and Jump off a high level Then said worship me - like his head was full of metal Jesus said “no” and push his own word like a pedal Moving forward in the story, Ol’ Johnny gets arrested Right-after Jesus Christ survived getting tested So He moves down the road a bit, and of course he blessed it By preaching ‘bout repentance is how he invested The story will continue, and lots of stuff will happen I will keep it going, and yes I will keep rappin’ So for now, stay excited, and keep ya hands clappin Cause the story is just warming up, the fire’s barely crackin Tell me the story of Jesus, Write on my heart every word; Tell me the story most precious, Sweetest that ever was heard “Tell how the angels in chorus, Sang as they welcomed His birth, “Glory to God in the highest! Peace and good tidings to earth. Fasting alone in the desert, Tell of the days that are past, How for our sins He was tempted, Yet was triumphant at last. Tell of the years of His labor, Tell of the sorrow He bore; He was despised and afflicted, Homeless, rejected and poor.” Tell me the story of Jesus,
Posted on: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 04:36:33 +0000
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