Jesus Children

[Chorus: Lalah Hathaway] Hello Jesus Jesus children Jesus loves you Jesus children Hello children Jesus loves you of America [Verse 1: Lalah Hathaway] Are you hearing What He's saying? Are you feeling What you're praying? Are you hearing, praying, feeling What you say, inside? [Bridge: Lalah Hathaway] You better tell Your story fast And if you lie It will come to pass Hey, na na na na na na na na na na [Chorus: Lalah Hathaway] Hello Jesus Jesus children Jesus loves you Jesus children Hello children Jesus loves you of America, mmm [Verse 2: Lalah Hathaway] Are you hearing What He's saying? Are you feeling What you're praying? Are you hearing, praying, feeling What you say inside? [Bridge: Lalah Hathaway] You better tell, yeah Your story fast And if you lie, yeah It will come to pass Hey, you better tell Your story fast And if you lie, yeah It will come to pass Hey, yeah [Spoken Outro: Malcolm Jamal Warner] Cries of young lives sing silly songs of laughter in the life after Hurt, ego, and misguided pride which lead to lies the soul can no longer stand to bear But I see twenty children standing there beaming bright in angel light as they take flight Together they smile the type sunlight that makes the devil backtrack into his lair Yeah, these young souls are soothsayers, spiritual players Accelerated graduators of this game called life Spitting sixteens making Biggie breakdance and Frankie seem like Lalah's dad With ten thousand other souls watching true love withhold nothing And through dried tears we will spend the next few years silently screaming "why" Until we realize that their spiritual awakening already understood their undertaking Of the moment they appeared in the womb playing Romper Room Creating heated debates that should have been sparked sooner than the dark hell of December 2012 And now, now, now they dance the story of masters much faster than the polygamous pastor can tell a lie Faster than you can wipe from your eyes the soot of deceit Oh, these kids dance the story that tells us to delete the feeling of being incomplete from our consciousness To let these six and seven year olds take a hold of our consciousness To remind us to laugh, scream, and let our inner child fly Higher than deferred dreams seldom seen Through the lens of love and gratitude, let's give our children love and gratitude Fly high Shine, and fly high And fly high