Someone Special
by Gloria

I'm someone special, you know.
How did I know?
Jesus told me so.
For only this quarter I learned of His love for me,
and how He died on Calvary.

He left his royal throne above.
Came to earth and died; oh, such love.
He was spat upon, beaten,
The flesh was torn from His body for me.
That's how I know I'm special, you see.

Haman's Fall
by Gloria

Haman was proud, Haman was proud.
He was suffering from I-itus, you see.
So he went to the king and began to lavish him
with his I-itus philosophy.

"Oh king, live forever.
You are so strong, and so mighty,
There is none in the world like thee."

The king belived him
and gave him his insigniate ring.
Haman made a decree and it was signed, you see,
With his I-itus trickery.

For early next year the Jews would not be here,
for their blood would be all around town.
But the tables got turned
And poor Haman was to be churned,
which caused him much distress and concern.

So he fell on the queen and pleaded,
"Please save me," but the king flew in a rage,
And called for one of his aides,
And poor Haman got the death decree.

So when you feel proud and exalted, you see,
Just remember Haman and his I-itus philosophy.