Текст песни
That's a really hard drill, Pete
Roberts, you're telling a story
Through love more than doctrine
And that comes through clearly
I kept your voice and imagery
Just smooth the flow
And tightened a few lines
So it reads like a finished spoken word
Or devotional poem
Nothing taken away
Only refined
Here's a gently polished version
I can't say I know who's right or wrong
But I know of a story
Of one whose love was so strong
He sang the most beautiful song
He sang of gardens and pastures so green
Of donkeys that spoke and streets of gold
In a heavenly city unseen
He raised the dead
Multiplied loaves of bread
Filled wineskins to overflowing grace
He met prostitutes at wells
And showed them they were loved
Face to face
He healed the leper, cured the blind and the sick
Restored the broken and the lost
His name was Jesus, Jehovah
A love so divine, no matter the cost
He said if you had faith
As small as a mustard seed
You would be loved just fine
Yes, loved indeed
His name was Jesus, Jehovah
And he shared his love for humanity
By giving himself fully
His life upon a cross
Three days in hell
Yet he never counted it a loss
With a mission to love
And call the world he loved home
To a heavenly place with streets of gold
Where love flows freely, abundantly
For you and for me
His name was Jesus, Jehovah
And his love for mankind
Was mighty and grand
Waiting for hearts to open
And for souls to take a stand