Grounding
He who knows a bit is Jesus.
He who knows what to fear.
He who knows the being precious.
He who knows what is dear.
Be not anyone to Jesus.
Be not something to bear.
Christ shows up in times of vicious.
Taste to see is to hear.
Be girl, be boy, be any other.
Bother, brother, bother me.
Senses few make me new.
Do, true to you in blue.
Senses few make me new,
on the move.
Hey, girl, hey, boy, be any other.
Bother, brother, bother me.
Change me. Jesus be my living.
Giving, one is to free.
Minding finding times of troubles
is for stupid to do.
Rock me, brother, why do bother.
Jesus knows what is dear.
Be not anyone to Jesus.
Be not something to bear.
Christ shows up in times of vicious.
Taste to see is to hear.
At times, surprise is what is needed.
Seeded, heeded, needed me.
Senses few make me new.
Do, true to you in blue.
Senses few make me new,
on the move.
Hey, girl, hey, boy, be any other.
Bother, brother, bother me.
Change me. Jesus be my living.
Giving, one is to free.
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