Lion
by Robert Funderburk
Rejoice, rejoice, ’til all the world is singing
Rejoice, rejoice, ’til all the bells are ringing
Rejoice, rejoice, your hope comes from Zion
Rejoice, rejoice, as sure as life from Gihon!
Go down to the church
Jesus heals your hurts
On your knees to pray
Your troubles fade away
So rejoice, rejoice, ’til all the world is singing
Rejoice, rejoice, ’til all the bells are ringing
Be glad, be glad, your hope comes from Zion
Be glad, be glad, as sure as life from Gihon!
Ol’ Satan’s on the prowl
Listen to him howl
Roaring like a lion
His end comes from Zion
So be glad, be glad, for all the world is singing
Be glad, be glad for all the bells are ringing
Exalt the Lord, your hope comes from Zion
Exalt the Lord, Judah has its Lion!
Judah has its Lion, Judah has its Lion
About the Poet
Robert Funderburk was born by coal oil lamplight in a farmhouse near Liberty, MS; graduated from LSU (1965) and was a SSgt in the USAFR (1965-1971). He has had 17 novels, 70 poems, one chapbook, and four short stories published. Teaching 4- and 5-year-olds in Sunday School for the past 20 years has been a passion and a blessing for him. He lives with his wife, Barbara, on 50 acres of wilderness in Olive Branch, LA.
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Photo credit: “Roaring Lion” by Tambako The Jaguar, CC BY 2.0, via Flickr.com. Modified by Veronica McDonald.
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