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I was born in Bethlehem of zero, on the edge of the city.
Star of early illuminated my head.
The four active planed logs, helped his father,
My mother prepared me for the first time matzah.
Then Jordan, John, & quot; This is my beloved Son & quot ;,
So I'm getting stronger.
Heal the servants, wives, daughters, children,
He began to preach, first I met Peter and Andrew,
Away from their parents, he went to Galilee,
Synagogue, possessed, Herod died,
Pushed rechugu on the mountain, nothing I regret,
Izenave from the crowded city,
Where was ridiculed.
Gone. Pizdec was the Pharisees.
Accumulated twelve apostles, disciples - offset.
Resurrect the guard's daughter, from the boys honor, time flows.
To glean on Saturdays,
He continues to preach zealously
He gathered a full house on the ocean sermons.
Court Baptist conviction on the chopping block, Salome, a head, a dish
Went to the promotion of the synagogue jumped into the boat,
He went to the forest, bread and fish there,
Ate, gave Bradtke, fed five pieces suckers.
Gutted Cooperators in the church in public,
Instill demons into pigs, it happened.
Caught in the Promised Land, with me - a true gelding,
Tempted by Satan thorough,
Rescued austerity, thanks to the faith.
New name, new job,
Address issues separate the wheat from the chaff in the ears,
Strengthen, live on alms, surrounded by the national attention,
Went to Bethany ebnul fig tree, did not explain,
Proverbs, God, heal the sick Jam.

Jerusalem on a donkey, a reception in the garden of Gethsemane,
Close the concrete did not manage to feed the pigeons,
Banged, one folder remembered baryg in the temple, Magdalena and butter,
Raised the old folder understand - God's Son dangerous
Were taken in a country house, closed in the basement,
As in the grave need to recant, whores, Judas povintili,
I do not go into denial, and once
Exit to the balcony of the main and another pidaras, addresses the crowd on their heads wreaths,
I do not deny him the Son of God? No, I say, guys.
I remembered the night as Peter said,
Like, three times disown me in the morning,
Little brothers with my flesh, blood and beer
Yes, we were able to relax nicely,
A pair of assassins from the crosses looked in my direction,
As the eyes of Lazarus, when his funeral service.
The first nail went into the arm, hurt bitch
The second hit in the leg, oblique mudil,
He died on the cross stone vault filled up,
Truth alone his, forgotten me,
Three days later rose again, that's all arrived.