What I Saw

WHAT I SAW What I saw when I beheld The Lamb who for men was slain; Was a Man I can’t describe But which I will try So your hunger is stirred. He was clothed in whiteness His clothes were soaked in brightness He looked and I saw fiery eyeballs He spoke and I heard many waters. He walked and His glory filled the air I tried to smell and then I was lost I came back and I beheld Him sitting on a throne no man had made. I was moved to tears when I saw Him there Shinning so brightly against my darkness But when in shame I turned to leave I beheld the Lamb in a form like me. ‘Why so sad?’ He said to me. I said to Him ‘Thou art purer than to behold me For I was born and bred in sin’ This was my plight, I did concede. ‘Look!’ Jesus said and I saw the Cross And weird to me, I hung upon the Cross It was me who wore the crown of thorns And me whose death was doubted by the thrust. I saw some more and I saw Joseph Clan and wrap me up in white lining And laid me in his tomb to rest Rest from my death on the Cross. I was shocked as I saw the power That came from Heaven and resurrected me And when I awoke, I turned and looked And from the Lamb’s bosom, I smiled at me. ‘See’ He said ‘My younger bro You are dead and freed from sin Therefore feel free to talk to Me For am I any better than My righteous brother?’