This Man Called Jesus - 3
THIS MAN CALLED JESUS - 3
He left His home in glory
And came as a babe to earth
Born in the town of Bethlehem
To a mother of virgin birth
He worked as the son of a carpenter
Till He reached His thirtieth year
Then ministered with twelve chosen men
Performing miracles everywhere
On a cross He was cruelly crucified
His life blood He freely shed
He was buried in a borrowed tomb
Three days later, He arose from the dead
He ascended to His Father in Heaven
He will sit in judgment of men
Make this Man called Jesus your Savior
Thank God, He’s coming again!
Curtis Moorman
12 June 2013
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