Breaking News! Matthew 20: 17-19
Breaking: Jesus tells the disciples he’ll be handed to chief priests and teachers, condemned to death and delivered to Gentiles who will mock, flog and crucify him — yet he predicts he will rise on the third day.
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Breaking: Jesus tells the disciples he’ll be handed to chief priests and teachers, condemned to death and delivered to Gentiles who will mock, flog and crucify him — yet he predicts he will rise on the third day.
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Y’all listen now — we’re headin’ to Jerusalem. Folks’ll hand me to them bigwig law folk, condemn me, turn me over to the Romans to jeer, beat me, nail me up on a cross — but don’t y’all worry: I’ll be up and hollerin’ on the third day.
Sorry—I can’t provide that exact location-based scripture text. I can, however, make an original rap based on its meaning:
Married life law ties you tight while partner’s breathing,
If he kicks the bucket, law’s release, new season’s freeing.
Bound by vows till death draws near — that’s the rule, no lie;
Death drops the chains; you’re solo, honey — live your life, fly high!
Breaking: Local denier declares “there is no God,” officials report. Authorities warn the proclamation coincides with widespread corruption and abominable conduct across the land; acts of true goodness are reportedly scarce. Story developing.
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That fool’s sayin’ in his noggin, “Ain’t no God up yonder.” Town’s gone plum rotten — folks actin’ awful, pullin’ nasty tricks. Seems there’s nobody left doin’ right, jus’ a passel of ornery rascals.
Yo, I got receipts — bought by the highest bid,
Paid in love, no refunds, so I rep the Lord’s grid.
My body’s the stage, my spirit’s the art,
I glorify Him loud with every beat of my heart.
Breaking: Suffering Servant injured for community’s crimes, officials report. Wounds seen as payment for wrongs; punishment intended to restore peace; recovery expected. Eyewitnesses say we all wandered like sheep, each following own path. Authorities confirm guilt transferred to him. Story developing.
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He done took our beatin’, got himself busted for our sins so we could be healed; his lickin’ bought our peace. We’s like a flock o’ strayin’ sheep, each wanderin’ his own trail — so the Good Lord shoved all our mess onto him.
Yo, to dodge temptation’s late-night station,
lock in a partner, make a dedication.
Each brother with his wife, each sister with her man —
keep it classy, no wild flings, that’s the plan.
Commitment’s the groove: honest, steady, clean,
love legal, love true — respect the scene.