My Jesus
Carried by a pure woman
to come and save all man,
Is a gift sent from above,
to be peaceful like a dove.
His love was even shown
to those who fought him down.
He taught those who
wanted to know more,
healed those who were sore.
And most of all, changed
the cases of the charged.
And all that was done
for me, to be a chosen one.
And a born again I should remain.
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