Anglican
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- Nov 2, 2009
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Just because we're Christians
It doesn't always follow
That we will always hit the peaks
And not fall in the hollows
For life is there to trip us up
We're not immune from pain
But with the help of Father God
We can be raised again.
For there is nothing we can do
To make Him love us less
And through His dear Son, Jesus Christ
Lets leave behind our mess
Sin is something that we do
It clings just like a smell
Repent, be sorry, dump the lot
And send it back to hell.
It doesn't always follow
That we will always hit the peaks
And not fall in the hollows
For life is there to trip us up
We're not immune from pain
But with the help of Father God
We can be raised again.
For there is nothing we can do
To make Him love us less
And through His dear Son, Jesus Christ
Lets leave behind our mess
Sin is something that we do
It clings just like a smell
Repent, be sorry, dump the lot
And send it back to hell.
