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No Wonder They Call Him the Savior

Yes you are a good poet, and that wont change.
 Adaption and moderation are the things that make us better.
 Go well and its good to walk with you

he knew he had to leave his throne and come down to be a little child by Mary
in time he would grow but there are things you ought to know my Jesus showed
the furtherance of the gospel some would end up in the hospital but he would rise
That day in the garden he knew it others sort of blew it but he went threw with it
Took the blows each one in piercing agony to scream but he woul lick his wounds clean
In every human heart to impart the drama to unfold leaves you feeling breathless & alone
yet to boldly go where no man has gone before through the center stage of the universe 
Jesus is the rest we each of us needs through a bruised reed start spreading the disease
you can be alone basking in the tropics next thing you know you receive a knock at your door
Jesus in his perfection comes to you and asks to receive him as a little child today

leave your worrys behind and join in the glorious chorus that has summoned a few
cleave to the one we all have to do through barbed wired fences with great defenses
he was there when you had that heart attack waiting for you to react to come to him
my friend you maybe lonely at a bar in much depression but stop your second guessing
he's the one with the shiny crown and rainbow belt is sorry for the feelings you felt

remember me in times such as these through barren leaves and rustling through the leaves
a heart shaped attitude to put you in a good mood so stay in tuned to what you have to do
a notion of field and stream he'll break through your dreams to carry you through the day
stay humble enough to ever bow your knee to pray what more can I say

Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2018

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