I won't comment on the drama, I really like a song "i'm his child"

Kimberly 2022-01-27 08:23:16

The song is nice, and Zella Jackson-Price's singing is very good. Although it is a religious song, the
people at the funeral are all kinds of people, dressed in all kinds of strange clothes, but no matter what, they are the children of God
Lyrics:
I may not be the best of anything
Or have the best of anything
Sometimes I feel like I'm the least of all
But I know someone who has everything
And He is my everything
And I happy just to know that I'm His child

Chorus
His name is Jesus
Righteous son of God
Lily of Valley, Bright and Morning Star
His name is Jesus
He's my everything
And I happy just to know that I'm His child

Repeat Verse once

Repeat Chorus as desired

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Extended Reading
  • Cassandre 2022-03-15 09:01:10

    This lineup, this screenwriter, why did I only find it now! ! ! ! WHY!!!!

  • Kirsten 2022-01-27 08:23:16

    Another work that Pacino participated in. The older gays played are quite decent, although the appearance of Aids dying of illness makes people feel angry and ridiculous; the dialogues in the whole play are very good and high-quality, and I want to find out several paragraphs and watch them again and again. , and later found out that it was an adaptation of a script. Sure enough, it is necessary to have a real literary original as the backing to make a good product.

Angels in America quotes

  • The Angel: My wrath is as fearsome as my countenance is splendid.

  • Sir: Whadda you want?

    Louis Ironson: I want you to fuck me, hurt me, and make me bleed.

    Sir: I want to.

    Louis Ironson: Yeah?

    Sir: I wanna hurt you.

    Louis Ironson: Fuck me.

    Sir: Yeah?

    Louis Ironson: Hard.

    Sir: Yeah? You've been a bad boy?

    Louis Ironson: [laughs] Very bad. Very bad.

    Sir: You need to be punished, boy?

    Louis Ironson: Yes, I do.

    Sir: Yes, what?

    Louis Ironson: ...Oh, uh...

    Sir: Yes, what, boy?

    Louis Ironson: Oh! 'Ts- yes, sir.

    Sir: I want you to take me to your place, boy.

    Louis Ironson: No, I can't do that.

    Sir: No, what?

    Louis Ironson: No sir, I can't. I don't live alone, sir.

    Sir: Your lover know you're out with a man tonight, boy?

    Louis Ironson: No sir, he... my lover doesn't know.

    Sir: Your lover know you like...

    Louis Ironson: Let's change the subject, okay? Can we go to your place?

    Sir: ...I live with my parents.