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The Teacher From Old Galilee

T'was there in the twilight I heard my dear Lord He's calling, yes calling to me He bids me come close and to sit by His side This Teacher from Old Galilee His voice is so gentle, his eyes are so kind Then He motions again to sit near Please tell Me My son just what's on your mind With Me you have nothing to fear Then He reached out His hand when I neared where He sat I took it to steady my pace He said let us pray for the sins you have wrought And the sins of the whole human race Then we bowed our heads and we closed our eyes Our Father He started to pray Please forgive this young lad and the sins he hath wrought With blessings to take on his way Then we unclasped our hands at the final Amen I looked at His hands opened wide Then He held them up for me to see The nail scars that held Him so high I could see on His brow the marks of the crown That the soldiers' had pushed on His head And the marks of the tears running down His face From the sweat and the blood He had shed I can see by your face then He said unto me They hurt Me I cannot deny But I died and I lived by the grace of our God In the mansion He holds Oh so high! Now it's time that you went with the angel I sent I hope and I pray for your love Please remember Me when your down on your knees And the blessings I send from above.

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