Words and Music by Afterglow
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It happened oh so long ago,
In a time I can't recall;
But its spirit spans the years and comes to me.
A far greater thing than battles,
or when mighty kingdoms fall,
when a carpenter came out of Galilee.
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He taught the people simply,
in a way to touch their souls;
He opened the eyes of men so they might see;
And the precious truths he taught them,
and the simple acts of love,
have come down to touch the hearts of you and me.
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It's the greatest gift the world has known,
for the Savior to come down and guide us home.
A single heartfelt plea,
as he said, "Come follow me,"
He taught us all the way back home,
then lived it perfectly.
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They took this man, this carpenter,
and nailed him to a tree,
and he suffered pain no mortal man could bear,
when he took upon him all our sins
in the place Gethsemane.
I hope someday to understand,
the perfect love he shared.
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It's the greatest gift we'll ever see;
his sacrifice that someday we may be
together once again,
with our wise, Eternal Friend,
if we but meet out challenges
then strive on till the end.
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It's the sweetest story ever told;
It means more to me then precious gems or gold,
Though the world may not believe,
it goes on eternally,
those ancient truths have been restored,
to set the people free.
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Now I've got my chance to show him
the gratitude I feel,
and I'll go and spread the word to all I know.
With angels to uphold me,
and sacred truths revealed,
I'll share this testimony in my soul.
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And the greatest gift that I can give,
is to show my brothers here the way to live.
With angels to uphold,
and these sacred things I hold.
I'll share this testimony from my soul.
I'll give to them the greatest gift I know.
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