James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Lyric

Unusual

Folks call me, they call me...
Unusual
They make, they make fun of me...
Call me unusual
So unkind, 
nothing but hatred and malice on their minds...

Father, Father God;'
Why? you make me odd;
I'm refusing to be ridiculed I reborn...
I'm unusual

They call me funny looking because I don't look like you;
Well, I don't care what you really think;
This is my choice and I choose, to do, I'm
unusual

Folks call me, they call me...
Unusual
They make, they make fun of me...
Call me unusual
So unkind, 
nothing but hatred and malice on their minds...

You have no heaven nor hell to put me in;
Don't call me beautiful your not my friend;
While you're back-biting;
And yet I instil a love for you, yes name caller, insulter...
I do yet love you, because of that too makes me unusual;
Because I prise a King His name is this I contain is
Jesus... He makes our day, makes me happy to be this way;
So if forgivingness is wrong on my part
If loving you in your hatred well I guess I am
 
unusual


5/19/04
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2004, 2019©
arranged music by BUCK BOWEN 2004©

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Kim Merryman August 1, 2019 at 4:38 PM If only people would look at other people through God's eyes. We are all beautiful to Him! I enjoyed reading t!his, James! Love, Kim James Edward Lee Sr. August 1, 2019 at 10:22 PM Thanks!! Kim this verse was written a while back around 2004.... message has no time span works yesterday, today... and tomorrow. James