Song From Ejaman Film

Jesus, I am overjoyed To meet You face to face You've been getting quite a name All around the place Healing cripples Raising from the dead And now I understand You're God At least that's what You've said So You are the Christ You're the great Jesus Christ Prove to me that You're divine Change my water into wine That's all You need do And I'll know it's all true C'mon King of the Jews Jesus, You just won't believe The hit You've made around here You are all we talk about The wonder of the year Oh, what a pity If it's all a lie Still I'm sure that You can rock The cynics if You try So if You are the Christ You're the great Jesus Christ Prove to me that You're no fool Walk across my swimming pool If You do that for me Then I'll let You go free C'mon, King of the Jews I only ask things I'd ask any superstar What is it that You have got That puts You where You are? I am waiting, yes, I'm a captive fan I'm dying to be shown That You are not just any man So if You are the Christ Yes, the great Jesus Christ Feed my household with this bread You can do it on Your head Or has something gone wrong? Why do You take so long? Come on, King of the Jews Hey, aren't You scared of me, Christ? Mr. Wonderful Christ You're a joke, You're not the Lord You are nothing but a fraud Take Him away He's got nothing to say Get out, You King of the, get out Get out, You King of the Jews Get out, You King of the Jews Get out of my life

If what you need is what you wanted It's been here the whole time So sorry for the heavy burden Time to let it go, let it ride And follow your heart till we die Keep searching for something Once we believe we were all enough We keep losing the fight I'm sorry for the things that I have done You took it from me Like blood from a stone Like blood from a stone What you see you run right over I've been walking straight lines Now we free the guilty man Time to let it go, let it ride And follow your heart till we die Keep searching for something Once we believe we were all enough We keep losing the fight I'm sorry for the things that I have done You took it from me Like blood from a stone If something don't feel right Hold on a bit longer, dear I won't be down for long No, I won't be ripped away Away Oh, I think I've had enough You'll never know the feeling Feeling Once we believe we were all enough We keep losing the fight I'm sorry for the things that I have done You took it from me Like blood from a stone Like blood from a stone

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