old mother goose, when she wanted to wander, would ride through the air on a very fine gander.
she'd fly to a house that stood in the wood, to tell all the children that god is so good.
and then she would sing them a bright, happy tune, that Jesus is coming back to the earth soon!
and children who love him are never alone, and will see him as king on a beautiful throne.
then of on her gander she'd fly through the air to a far away places, to tell there.
old mother goose, one fine morning, I'm told, will find her house up in heaven made out of gold!
Monday, August 9, 2010
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