the pain of death

I can feel the pain running through my veins

But for me to stay on the cross was such a strain

I look in the eyes and see my mother’s tears

And can hear the people giving out a loud cheer

The times that I preached and feed the people on the hill

As they watch me bring back the life to the one that laid still

I for filled my teaching to all on this earth

But they forgot about the shepherd visiting with gifts to my birth

You never hear how the cross was made from a special tree

That was so tall so all the people were able to see

Three day did pass after my life cams to the end

And went to visit and preach to my friends

So as it is written it will be time for me to come back

And bring all of the souls to my father’s shack

Then you will learn how it was meant to be

Before they listened to the serpent in the apple tree

So don’t waste you time to ask why this had to be

But just rejoice in the word that your soul will be sent free

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