There's a story that started on Christmas

When a baby was born in the night

And those who came far who followed the star

Were seeing a heavenly sight

A heavenly sight

Well the years hurried by and the boy now a man

Could make the blind see with a touch of His hand

He was born to be King He was Rabbi and Priest

But the best that He had He gave to the least

He gave to the least

He was born and He died almost 2 000 years ago

He laughed and He cried He felt all the fears we know

But what does it matter A story so strange

Even if it is true what does it change

What does it change

Though He spoke like a prophet like no one they'd heard

This simple young carpenter crowds hung on every word

He hated injustice He taught what is right

He said I'm the way and the truth and the light

His friends soon believed that truly He was the one

The Savior Messiah God's one and only Son

But others they doubted they did not agree

So they took Him they tried Him

He died on a tree He died on a tree

God has made a way

For all who mourn and grieve

Death will never be the end

If you just believe

God has made a way

For all who mourn and grieve

Death will never be the end

If you just believe

There is nothing left to fear

Nothing Heaven knows

For He died for us to give us life

And to give us hope He rose

Hey Annie your steps lookin' peppy again

I guess when I think of Easter

Is really about

That was a great egg hunt after all

I hope those hurt more kids

Our class is almost over

Hey junior I think someone

Is here to see you

Dad what are you doin' here

I caught an earlier flight junior

I couldn't bare to spend Easter Sunday away from my favorite son

Oh dad I'm your only son

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