I believe there's such a place
That we call Heaven above.
You don't get there because of what you did
But because of our Creator's love.
He sent His very precious son
To live with us on Earth
I've heard it since my childhood days
About His miraculous birth.
He lived among His people
Both good and very bad,
He taught us about the Father's love
He's the best teacher we've ever had.
Then that fateful day arrived,
A burden He carried alone.
He died to cleanse us of our sins
So we can call Heaven home.
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