Do you know Jesus
Our God of love?
Filled with the Spirit,
The descending of a dove.
Who can measure what He did,
Ransomed souls with highest bid.
Unlike anything ever told,
Spoken words ever so bold.
“The Way, the Truth, the Life” He said,
Yet ever so pure still He bled.
A single death of misery
Changed the course of history.
Think it a myth or old wives tale?
Please go back and read your mail.
Peter’s second letter chapter one
Answered this back in century one.
More works written about Him alone
But why if He’s still behind a stone?
You see He’s not, but risen indeed
Examine yourself, its Christ we need.