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His Agony Copyright Alice E. Steimle - 2004

Oh to have been there when they crucified my Lord Did not they hear everything that they had heard Just to see His face would have brought me joy Hearing His stories told to every girl and boy He came here to spread the teachings of His Father dear What would we do now, if He was already here Would we turn against Him, as in every school When will we realize we've broked all the rules He taught us to love one another, and yet we fight Giving Him up, yet His love brings us might When will stop hating, and destroying His place What does it matter, color, creed, religion or race Come with me, my friend, and worship at His feet We'll all rejoice soon, as our Master we shall meet Help put away His agony, and put down that gun Live by His words, for He's His Father's Son