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Child I'm Knockin
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Right now it's Michele and I.
John plays the Bass, is learning guitar and attempts the recording, editing, and mixing. Recently he has been exploring the vocal side of his music. Michele is a vocalist who at times reaches so high that the Angels may have to wear earplugs. She loves to sing and has a few fans in the Jax area. She is more contemporary oriented than John is. Kind of like "I'm a little bit contemporary, and I'm a little bit rock-n-roll". So far that is it.
Song Info
Genre
Rock Christian Rock
Charts
Peak #526
Peak in subgenre #40
Author
JR
Rights
yes
Uploaded
June 22, 2005
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MP3 4.3 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
This song is about Jesus Knocking on my door and me answering His call to spread his message as far as I can.
Lyrics
Child I’m Knocking John Rogers © 2004 V1 Child I’m knocking, on your door Please let me in, you won’t hurt anymore All those voices, in your head Won’t go away, until you are dead C1 Give me your heart I’ll wash your sins away Give it all up This evil game you play Give me your ears I’ll teach you how to hear V2 I hear a knock, on my door Guess I’ll let him in, don’t want to hurt anymore There’s another voice, fading away I can hear a new one, speak up and say C2 Give me your heart child I’ll wash your sins away Give it all up This evil game you play Give me your eyes I’ll teach you how to see Let me live in you I want to hear my angles sing V3 Lord I’m knocking, on my neighbors door If they let you in, they won’t hurt anymore Want to be a witness, want to plant a seed Lord give me strength, so they can see you in me C3 X 2 Give me your heart child I’ll wash your sins away Give it all up This evil game you play Give me your eyes I’ll teach you how to see Let me live in you I want to hear my angles sing Stuff Hallelujah, hallelujah, Praise the King Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Praise the King Hallelujah, hallelujah, Praise the King Child I’m knocking, on your door Please let me in, you won’t hurt anymore
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