Tell the Story of How I Rose---
TELL THE STORY OF HOW I ROSE---
Who has given you the olive branches?
Who has shown you love;
Who has granted eternal life with Him
In a place called…..heaven
And who will rise;
When your name is called
Who shall rise when the last trump sounds
Oh! Tell the story
Tell the story
Of how I rose.
Where shall peace abide;
Where are the soldiers on the mountain side?
And who is the army that battles for;
Against those sinners woe’s;
And who will feed the hungry;
With those boated bellies full;
Belching out sins showing grins;
And where do I begin, trying to fit in
And is God grace sufficient;
Who has granted eternal life with Him
In a place called…..heaven
And who will rise;
When your name is called
Who shall rise when the last trump sounds?
Oh! Tell the story
Tell the story
Of how I rose.
Somewhere in heaven where I wanna be
When my time comes standing in the garden
No need for employment
For my only enjoyment
Shall be praising and Worshiping my Lord God and King
Oh! Jesus
He’s given us
A reasonable time to believe
And in all this faith
We has just one space
One chance a time to receive
11/28/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2018
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