Saturday, July 1, 2017

Sunday School

When I was young I used to go to Sunday school, 

My friends and I thought it was really cool, 

We used to read kid's bible, 

We were one really cool tribe. 


My grandmother was a Pastor, 

My parents were also Pastors, Church was one of the houses at home, 

It was a few steps away, not as far as Rome. 


Now this is where you come in, 

Invite people where they've never been, 

Tell them to enter in and let their great lives begin, 

There's a person who wants to be greater deep within. 


Jesus is knocking at the door, 

He wants to pick those who are on the floor, 

He wants to bring change, 

He has their lives to rearrange.


 Sunday School 

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