Boboshanti Children Worship

The body is only the temple. Troy Davis spirit lives on...



Now He cometh, Now He cometh
To make up His jewels,
All His jewels, precious jewels,
His loved and His own.

(Chorus)Like the stars of the morning
His bright crown adorning,
We shall shine in our beauty,
Bright gems for His crown.

He will gather, He will gather,
The gems gems for His kingdom;
All the pure ones, all the bright ones,
His loved and His own.

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Little children, little children,
Who love our Redeemer,
Are the jewels, precious jewels,
His loved and His own.

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