Matthew 2

Yo, listen close, let the truth be sown,
From a mountainside, seeds of wisdom flown.
Blessed are the meek, the pure in heart,
For they shall see God, a brand new start.
But the path is rocky, some seeds take flight,
Scattered on the surface, in shallow light.
Thorns and weeds choke the tender shoots,
Worldly worries steal away the roots.
Yet fertile ground, a patient soul,
Hears the word, lets it take control.
Thirty, sixty, a hundredfold yield,
A harvest of faith, on life's battlefield.
So check your soil, is it hard or free?
Open your heart, let the spirit be,
The sower's gift, a chance to grow,
In God's kingdom, watch your spirit glow.
The book of Matthew 

Ride on, King Jesus, palms in the air,
Hosanna's echo, a kingdom to share.
But this ain't the end, just the start of the plan,
Go make disciples, throughout the whole land.
From every nation, every tribe and tongue,
Spread the gospel, for the old and the young.
Baptize in His name, teach them to obey,
The words of the Lord, light up the way.
Though trials may come, and doubts may rise,
He's with us always, until paradise.
So step out in faith, don't be afraid,
His power's within, a promise He made.
From dusty roads to the ends of the earth,
Proclaim His love, prove your true worth.
The King has arrived, and the mission's begun,
Go forth in His name, 'til the victory's won.
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Bread is broken, wine is poured,
A final supper, with the Lord.
"This is my body, this is my blood,"
A sacrifice made, misunderstood.
Then Gethsemane's tears, a heavy weight,
Betrayal's kiss, sealing His fate.
Nailed to the cross, for all to see,
Innocent blood, shed for you and me.
Darkness falls, a mournful cry,
"My God, why have you forsaken me, why?"
But Sunday comes, the stone is rolled away,
An empty tomb, a brighter day.
He is risen, conquering death and sin,
New life begins, where hope can begin.
So let us remember, this saving grace,
The power of love, in its rightful place.
The book of Matthew 

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