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When I was just a kid

Oh, the colorful eggs we hid

We played all day

It was always a fun way

 

Then we would eat our lunch

Sometimes it was brunch

Then off to play some more

Until it became a bore

 

When the evening drew near

Story time was here

Everyone had a story to tell

And it was really swell

 

When the evening was almost done

I always wanted to hear a special one

I wanted to hear the greatest story ever told

About Jesus and the way he was sold

 

How He died on the cross

And it was a great loss

But then He came back again

And once more walked among men

 

How He said he would return once more

He would come to open the door

We would be swept up

There would be no mix up

 

Believers would go to be with Him

For those who did not it would be grim

What a day that will be

When Him we get to see.

 

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