Here Comes Jesus

Russ Taff
Orð og lag: Chuck Cannon og Russ Taff

Here comes Jesus — little bitty baby
Here comes Jesus — my sweet Lord
Here comes Jesus — a little baby in danger
Crying in a manger — my sweet Lord

People come to see him from near and far
Lying underneath a big bright star
Mary and Joseph wonder what to do
They run away to Egypt for a year or two
With Jesus
My sweet Lord

Here comes Jesus — talking with the preacher
Here comes Jesus — my sweet Lord
Here comes Jesus — talking to the preacher
‘splaining to the teacher—my sweet Lord

Mama and daddy trying to find Jesus
They go to the church and ask all the preachers
Preachers and the teachers scratching their head
Can’t quite believe what the little boy said

This is Jesus
Here comes Jesus

Messing with their mind, busting their tradition
Showing them a sign, He was on a mission
Talking about love, and dissing their religion
Come from up above, got a bigger vision
Here comes Jesus

Here comes Jesus — going to a wedding
Here comes Jesus — my sweet Lord
Here comes Jesus — Jesus as a party
Now that’s a wedding party — what a party

Everybody laughing having fun
Wine ran out while the night was young
Jesus said mama it’s gonna be fine
He kept the party going turned the water into wine

That’s Jesus — Here comes Jesus

Here comes Jesus — riding on a donkey
Here comes Jesus — my sweet Lord
Here comes Jesus — into the city
Riding on a donkey — my sweet Lord

Everybody shouting and praising His name
Then they doubting pointing fingers of blame
Especially when He talked about forgiving their sin
They hung him on a cross and thought that was the end
But here comes Jesus
Here comes Jesus

They rolled a big rock in front of His grave
But Jesus was never the kind to ever behave
Nobody ever thought He would be so bold
But Jesus got up and the stone just rolled
And here comes Jesus

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