Veggie Tales
God is Bigger than the Boogie Man...
He's Bigger than Godzilla or the Monsters on TV
The Godhead Three in One
Father Spirit Son...
The Lion and the Lamb
The Lion and the Lamb
You are the Potter,
I am the clay;...
Mold me and make me,
This is what I pray.
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart...
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration
And then proclaim, my God, how great Thou art
I saw a man with a tat on his big fat belly
It wiggled around like marmalade jelly
It took me a while to catch what it said
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"Jesus Saves" is what it raved in a typical tattoo green
He stood on a box in the middle of the city and he claimed he had a dream
'Cause I had to match the rhythm of his belly wit' my head
This is a song for your poor sick penguin
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But if I sing to your poor sick penguin
He will feel better in a day or two
He's got a fever and his toes are blue
Into the darkness You shine
Out of the ashes we rise...
There's No one like you
None like you
I will listen and
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Through the winning, losing and tryin'
We'll be together 'cause I will be here
I will be here when the laughter turns to cryin'
Great is Thy faithfulness
Great is Thy faithfulness
Morning by morning new mercies I see...
And all I have needed Thy hand hath provided
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me
Stay afloat catch a second wind, thin is the air I breathe
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I'm callin' on the savior to be all that I need
Please forgive me, my behavior had me lost at light speed
Teary eyed nose runnin', wipe the snot on my sleeve
"Please don't cry Bar-ba-ra,
You're a nice Manatee,
You've been so good to me
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And you can't come because you don't speak Frrrench
Au revoir"
But I must go into the world and do noble things for the good of all
I needed rescue
My sin was heavy
But chains break at the weight of Your glory...
I needed shelter
I was an orphan
But You call me a citizen of Heaven
Let the river flow, let the river flow;...
Holy spirit come, move in power.
Perfect submission, perfect delight
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight...
Angels descending bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love
The dream's alive with my eyes opened wide
Back in the ring, you've got me swinging for the grand prize...
I feel the hate is spittin' vapors on my dreams
But I still believe
Who do they call when Bumblyburg's in trouble?
Who's got the suit with super-suction ears?
There's no need to panic, 'cause this guy's manic
And you know that he'll save the day!
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Hey, hey, he's on the way
Purple and yellow! He's one super fellow!
You need a hand, he's right there on the double
Who has told every lightning bolt where it should go?
Or seen heavenly storehouses laden with snow...
Who imagined the sun and gives source to its light?
Yet, conceals it to bring us the coolness of night
None can fathom
Praise is rising, eyes are turning to You, we turn to You
Hope is stirring, hearts are yearning for You, we long for You...
Cause when we see You we find strength to face the day
In Your presence all our fears are washed away, washed away
When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more
And the morning breaks eternal bright and fair
When the saved diverse shall gather over on the other shore....
And the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there
Dreaming about providence
And whether mice or men have second tries...
Maybe we've been living with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken
Broken
Ten days after I turned eight
Got my lips stuck in a gate
My friends all laughed
And I just stood there
(Try to quote most of words from Larry's speed talking monologue)
Until the fire department came and broke the lock with a crow bar
And I had to spend the next six weeks in lip rehab
With this kid named Oscar, who got stung by a bee right on the lip
And we couldn't even talk to each other until the fifth week
'Cause both our lips were so swollen
And, when he did start speaking, he just spoke Polish
And I only knew like three words in Polish, except now I know four
Because Oscar taught me the word for lip: usta!
Great is your love and justice, God
You use the weak to lead the strong...
You lead us in the song of your salvation
And all your people sing along
My mother used this number when I was very small,
And every time she dialed it she always got a call;...
Oh operator, information,
Please give me Jesus on the line.
What have I to dread, what have I to fear
Leaning on the everlasting arms?
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I have blessed peace with my Lord so near
Leaning on the everlasting arms
You say I'm acting like a beggar
I call it killing the fool...
You carry more baggage
than a momma's boy
on your first day of school