The Man On the Cross
there once was a man who died for our sins,
theat knock us down like bowling pins,
he turned water into wine,
he shared his love that was quite divine,
what im trying to say is always have hope,
so go to churh and visit a pope.
Copyright © Jeffery Scott | Year Posted 2014
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