On the beautiful day
Probably a Sunday
He landed on planet earth
His arrival was no longer a myth
For their eyes saw what the tears heard
To the carpenter he was born
Nothing extraordinary was expected
His future, they already predicted
Nothing new, he is a mini carpenter
He grew in Wisdom
Full of the Spirit
Signs and wonders were his lifestyle
Not for fame but fulfillment of the prophecies
They loved being around Him
He fed, healed, delivered them
Day and night, he taught them
Nothing but the Father’s Kingdom
His purpose of life to them was known
The Romans
Full of greed and thirst for power
Wanted nothing but His life
For they believed, He was a hindrance to their kingdom
Then, they looked for a loophole
Found in none but Iscariot.
The Saviour, now called a Law breaker
Before their judges he answered
For he was the accused
Though no fault was found in Him
Pilate let them decide
Between Christ and Barabbas
According to the Father’s will
He was the sacrificial lamb
Slain for mankind.
That lucky criminal
Got instant salvation
For He met the Saviour on the cross
He gave His soul and breathed His last
Our assurance for salvation was granted
Taken to the tomb
To preach to those who died
They also were saved
He is more than Mighty to save
The Saviour of all mankind
Young, old, slim and fat
Ugly, beautiful, cruel and kind
As per His Word
He resurrected
To the beloved people he appeared
Yes, death was too weak to hold him
That is why we sing the Hymn:
There is nothing, nothing you cannot do…
He has the power to revive your dead situations
Giving you a turn around
In Him, fullness of joy is found
Indeed, he is above all.
END OF SPOKEN WORD.