La música cristiana es de origen judío: la liturgia musical de la sinagoga, en particular el canto psalmódico de los judíos como unidad poética musical, fue un legado preciado transmitido del Israel antiguo al cristianismo primitivo, como forma de manifestar tanto a nivel personal como comunitario las creencias religiosas y la fe en Dios.
Hook
(J.R.)
Girl I love you so much/
This is more than lust/
You and I can be US/
Girl I know were friends/
Lady, we can be more/
Verse 1
You stepped in, God healed my heartache/
This is way past lust, No prom date/
We can be his sweet aroma, strange/
We may live like Outcast Andre/
Told my boys go and catch me I'm falling/
You're my fan even when I aint balling/
You were patient with your boy in the worst case/
I was Like 9/11, the worst date/
You've been running through my mind first place/
Those other girls stayed weak like Thursday/
This is gentlemen music, boyz 2 men/
Done with the playas life, born again/
We'll be joined in body, and soul/
Heart and mind, money and time/
Is she your Chocolate, Vanilla, or butterscotch cream/
She's the only one for you, she should make you want to sing/
Verse 2
You got your boy feeling like 6th grader that's fo sho/
Do you want to be my wife check yes or no/
Its hard to stay pure in this dirty world/
When everyone wants them a dirty girl/
They consult the pigs for a quick referral/
They look for shells, when they had a pearl/
You can be Corette or I can be your King/
we can get together we can have a dream/
I could be the Rev you can be Justine/
We could walk this way or run as a team/
You aint gotta wonder in your mind/
Gods on our side, I see ribbons in the sky/
Now tell them jokers bye bye/
You've found real love, Mary j bilge/
If you know love is more than a ring/
Grab your lady by the hand this should make you want to sing/
Verse 3
A life long fight that's what marriage is/
And make love not war, like a terrorist/
My playboy past is so embarrassing/
But your love got me crazy call a therapist/
(YEAH) Girl you know you problem when/
You got me stealing lines from Songs of Solomon/
You got a classy appeal/
But you're also so fine I just gotta keep it real/
I know beauty is a lie, peacocks may try/
But they don't understand you fly/
Now go ahead touch the sky/
Can you bring my heart back when you swing on by/