Live For Him

He was born a prince, in the dungeon of humour Targeted and hunted by evil hunters He was rescued thought the help of the great porter Just because of the burden he was moulded to carry. He grew in knowledge and virtue in the temple Teaching and shocking the elders with his wisdom He was nurtured with the milk of love and purity Just to make him equipped to deliver. He went to the apex of trials and training Where he was humbled to receive more fuel to burn He was tempted and tried by the fallen serpent Just to make him fall short of his glory. He went about with seed of compassion Reviving and strengthening the dried bones Even the lost sheep he fond and brought home Just to redeem all from the slave masters. He was bruise and crushed for our faults. Despised and forsaken on the cross. Imprisoned and scaled in the dust. Just to save us from the law of chaos. He arose from the pit of pains and pressure After conquering the wicked warder of life’s prison He loosed the gates and chains of death Just to give us live eternal. This is the blessedness of our earthly story A prince was slain to give us a crown a glory He arose again to give us the golden victory Wouldn’t we rather strive just to live for him.