His Story
Two thousand years ago or more,
A bearded man stood by the shore.
He’s one nobody could ignore.
One to adore, one to adore.
But truth is hard for some to take.
And light makes darkness pale and shake.
He showed the way and what’s at stake.
Let’s be awake, let’s be awake.
He died and then He rose again.
His followers became His friends.
But that’s not how the story ends.
He’ll come again, He’ll come again.
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