A Little Prayer To the Lord Whom Is Watching Over Us

Yes, he died on the cross For you and for me Still he preached his word Through all the pain and agony. From the nails that were driven Into his skin People still taunted him As his world was going dim. Then there was a boom And lightning filled the sky Everyone had panicked As the Messiah was left to die. They then buried him in a tomb With guards on the outside Little did they know That our kings spirit, was very much alive. When they opened the tomb They couldn't believe what they saw One by one The looked in awe. Jesus the king Had risen again Gone to the heavens Watching over our sins. So when I am down I know who to trust I say a little prayer to my lord Whom is watching over us.