A Man Named Jesus
I had a peaceful journey,
Before I walked the earth,
I felt a warm presence,
Before my feeble birth,
That held me in the womb,
And took me in His hands.
Then He softly whispered,
“One day you’ll be a man.”
He held me so tightly,
Before my earthly name.
There was no suffering momma,
‘Cause a man named Jesus came.
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