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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A NEW DAY DAWN THE SON HAS ROSE SOON HE WILL COME DOWN It's a new day dawn The moon has rose Yesterdays, tomorrow again The sun has rose My sin does rise And I see myself and the earth Getting colder now I can't pretend more of the same Same of the more as I walk toward Those open doors of people rejecting me The son has rose Died for my sins And I see myself never dying Getting older, no And when the solar sun goes down It shall be darkness all around And when the Son of God comes down A host of angels He shall bring with Him I can't pretend more of the same Same ones that rejected Him Every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess Jesus, Jesus, Jesus the Lord our God Every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess Jesus, Jesus, Jesus our Lord, Our God And when the Son of God comes down to witness Holy Spirit comes forms a baby in Mary The God child the living word placed inside Mary's womb The Holy One, Holy Lamb the almighty God God with us Immanuel Holy Son of the creator And when the solar sun goes down It shall be darkness all around And when the Son of God comes down A host of angels He shall bring with Him It's a new day dawn The moon has rose Yesterdays, tomorrow again The sun has rose My sin does rise And I see myself and the earth Getting colder now I can't pretend more of the same Same of the more as I walk toward Those open doors of people rejecting me The son has rose Died for my sins And I see myself never dying Getting older, no The Holy One, Holy Lamb the almighty God God with us Immanuel Holy Son of the creator 6/30/18 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018
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