Jesus was an only son
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As he walked up Calvary Hill
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His mother Mary walking beside him
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In the path where his blood spilled
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Jesus was an only son
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In the hills of Nazareth
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As he lay reading the Psalms of David
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At his mother's feet
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A mother prays, "Sleep tight, my child, sleep well
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For I'll be at your side
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That no shadow, no darkness, no tolling bell,
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Shall pierce your dreams this night"
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In the garden at Gethsemane
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He prayed for the life he'd never live,
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He beseeched his Heavenly Father to remove
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The cup of death from his lips
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Now there's a loss that can never be replaced,
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A destination that can never be reached
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A light you'll never find in another's face,
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A sea whose distance cannot be breached
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Well Jesus kissed his mother's hands
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Whispered, "Mother, still your tears,
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For remember the soul of the universe
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Willed a world and it appeared
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Jesus Was An Only Son
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| Bruce Springsteen |
