I Wonder as I Wander

How Jesus my Savior, Dad, come for to die. For poor, ordinary people like you and like I. I wonder as I wonder, Out under the sky.

No will. No will. With very birth, Jesus was in a cow's stall. With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all. But high from God's heaven, our stars like default, and the promise of angels.

It blended recall, no world, no world, no world, no world, no world. If Jesus had wanted for any weeping, a star in the styor, a bird on the wing, or all of God's angels in heaven for to sing.

He surely could have been Because he was the king. Oh, well, I wonder as I wonder out on earth, the sky, oh, Jesus, my slave, your dead, come far down. For poor or revealing a lot of human life I wonder as I wonder Out under the sky, now where?

So So So

So So So

So So