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Meek and Mild
He battled Satan and he won
Befriended sinners and the scum
Marched to the beat of his own drum
If you need a hand, then Jesus is your man
He cleared the temple with a whip
He gave the Pharisees some lip
He didn’t flop, he didn’t flip
If you need a friend he’ll be there to the end
Jesus wasn’t meek and mild
Some days he could be particularly wild
He was from Galilee if you know what I mean
He stood up to hypocrisy
He stilled a storm and calmed the sea
He chose to die for you and me
If you need a friend he’ll be there to the end
He told the demons to shut up
He chose to drink a bitter cup
Stood his ground when friends gave up
If you need a friend he’ll be there to the end
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