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Jesus Christ, a Maverick
JESUS CHRIST, A MAVERICK He hailed from Nazareth, a carpenter's son The world would be changed ere He was done He ate with tax collectors and sinners Made many enemies among the Sanhedrin He cured the sick and healed the blind A more compassionate Man than you'll ever find Made the lame to walk, the deaf to hear Caused the mute to speak and demons to fear Taught in parables and calmed the sea Walked on the water of Lake Galilee By exclaiming, "Come forth", He raised the dead The Pharisees and Saducees were filled with dread A plot was formed, He stood accused Liars and false witnesses were who they used They spat in His face, crowned Him with thorns Mocked Him, beat Him, laughed Him to scorn He was nailed to a cross -- crucified Father, forgive them was what He cried He shed His blood for the remission of sin Gave up the ghost, but death didn't win He was lovingly buried in a borrowed tomb Burst forth on the third day like a babe from the womb Ascended to Heaven after forty days Seated at God's right hand, worthy of praise He alone can save you from sin Open your heart, let Him come in It is appointed unto man once to die But you can spend eternity with Him on high The choice you make is yours alone Seek the Lord, bow at His throne It's not too late for you to choose But eternity with Him is what you will lose Curtis Moorman 8 February 2012
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