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Chartbuster Karaoke: Southern Gospel Michael Combs (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Breakin' Combs (Dred Scott) · Michael John LaChiusa: See What I Wanna See (Lori Cullen) · The Cooldown Experience: George Michael Vs. Michael Jackson (The Sunset Lounge Orchestra) · Jesus Will See You Through (Mary Martin) · Do You See What I See? (The Bar-Kays) · See See Rider (Big Bill Broonzy) · See See Rider/Blues Ballads (LaVern Baker) · I See Good Spirits & I See Bad Spirits (My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult) · I See You, You See Me (The Magic Numbers) – and 90 other albums »


by His nail-pierced hand

Than to be the king of a vast domain
Or be held in sin's dread sway
I'd rather have Jesus than anything
This world
mother
And Joseph was his earthly father
Three wise men came from afar
They were guided by a shining star
To see King Jesus where He lay
In a manger filled
Michael and Maria we can’t wait to see your faces
We already miss you more than words can say
I know we’re only separated from you by a thin veil
must see the beekeeper I must see if she'll keep her alive
Call Engine forty nine I have come with my mustard seed

Maybe I'm passing you by
Just
to see what they could see
You know before they know it she had
Them all down on their knees

I believe in Jesus you know I know him
Oh so well
And I
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael
Fuck you in, tuck you in, suck you in

"Can you fly? You fly as fast as you can to baby Jesus!" 

I am she
Mistakes of men
Gritty teeth, fists
Fuck you in, tuck you in, suck you in
"Can you fly? You fly as fast as you can to baby Jesus!" (from the film The
Rapture)

I am she
Mistakes
manger
The virgin Mary was His mother
And Joseph was his earthly father
Three wise men came from afar
They were guided by a shining star
To see King
and by
While others disappear
Into the sky

Good morning, mirror
Break the change to me
I tried to stay too close to see
That there's a pattern in
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael
"Your future, your future, I would tell to you.
Your future, you often have asked me.
Your true love will die by your own right hand.
And Crazy Man
Jesus I know I've neglected to do the little things the big things you wanted me to
I've let you down Jesus that's not hard to see Jesus oh Jesus
led by His nail-pierced hand. 

Than to be the king of a vast domain 
And be held in sin's dread sway. 
I'd rather have Jesus than anything 
This
I can's stand to see a good man go to waste
One who never combs his hair or shaves his face
A man who leans on wine over love that's told a lie
Oh
off, keep your shirt on 
Cry a jag on me 

Oh Michael Oh Jesus you know I'm not to blame 
You know my reputation for playing a good clean game 
Oh
way to take us home
All of my friends stood and watched as I went by
I never told them the reason Jesus had to die
Just then I awoke to see
I can's stand to see a good man go to waste
One who never combs his hair or shaves his face
A man who leans on wine over love that's told a lie
Hello Mr. Payne, this is the digital bell conference operator
(How ya doin?)
I have all party's on the line with the exception of Mr. Combs
(Cool)
I can't stand to see a good man go to the waste
One who never combs his hair or shaves his face
A man who leans on wine over love that's told a lie
he didn't walk
No he didn't walk 

In the hall you pass me by
Why don't you see me eye to eye
Do you know what I'm thinking
Do you know what I
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be His than have riches untold
I'd rather have Jesus than houses or land
I'd rather be led by
the truth,

[Barbra Streisand and Michael Crawford]
And the truth isn't what you want to see
In the dark it is easy to pretend
That the truth is what it
It's not the way that you look
Or the way that you comb your hair
I know we'll always be there
By the look, by the book
And your troops and your