Tell Me The Story Again Chris Rice

Start with an infant world and an open sky on a perfect day
Breath from the mouth of God sends a quiver through his design of clay
And it is good, and it is good

Tell me the story again, tell me the story again

Wake to a girl beside, here's a hand to hold, and never go away
Now taste the forbidden fruit, make your poor excuse, feel the wall of shame
And run and hide, and run and hide

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Child in a manger bed, see the virgin's smile, though she understood

Now grow up and break your bread, pour your cup of wine on a cross of wood
A cross of wood, a cross of wood

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Time: 20 centuries, there's a boy on his knees, at the river's edge
Now plunge with his guilty stains in the cleansing waves, and wash his sins away
Oh happy day, oh happy day
Oh happy day, oh happy day

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Start with an infant world and an open sky on a perfect day...