So many years before my birth A special Boy was born.

I didn’t get to see Him then On that first Christmas morn.

They named Him Jesus, and He grew To be the best of men.

I wish I could have followed Him, And loved Him, even then.

He lived his very best for me Because He loves me so,

And then He died upon a cross—For all of us, I know.

But now He’s risen from the grave-- We learn on Easter day.

I hope that I can follow Him; I know He’ll show the way.

He wants for me to come back home To live and love Him there.

If I obey He’ll surely know That it’s for Him I care.

I want to follow Jesus Christ Throughout my whole life span.

I want to follow Jesus Christ; This is His sacred plan.