Jesus the True Vine

JESUS THE TRUE VINE

I'm in this world, but I'm not of it;
I'm a dandelion, I am a weed;
Just grass full of sin;

One day I listened to the wind;
One day I listened to the wind;
As it spoken I heard the voice of Jesus say...
Jesus says “I am the true vine;
Yes I am
And my Father is the gardener
Jesus tells us I am the true vine;
And my Father is the gardener
Jesus is the true vine,oh yeah
Jesus is the true vine, yes He is
Jesus is a true vine oh! yes He is
He is my true vine and His Father is the gardener
He is my true vine and His Father is the gardener



Inspired from ~St. John 15:1
9/5/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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