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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required He was born a prince in a dungeon targeted and hunted by evil huntrs he was rescued through the help of our porter just because of the burden he was moulded to carry. He grew in knowledge and in virtue in the temple teaching and shocking the elders with his wisdom because he was nutured with heavenly mik of love and purity just to make him equiped to deliver . He went to the apex of trials and temptation where he was humbled to absorb more fuel, he was tempted and tried by the deadly serpent just to make him fall short of his glory. He went about with the seed of compassion reviving and strengthening the dead bones even the lost sheep he sought, found and restored just to redeem all from the taskmasters. He was hated and despised by the wordly dust they conspired and handcuffed him with offences He was taken to the panel of lies and court of conspiracy just to crucify his gentle soul without cause. He was bruised and crushed for us despised and forsaken on the cross sealed and imprisoned in the dust just to save us from the law of chaos. He arose from the dungeon of shadows and shme after he had conquered the wicked warder and loosing the gates and chains of death and darkness just to give us life eternal. This story is hard to paint a prince was humbled to give us the crown of glory He was martyred to give us the gold of victory would we not rather strive just to live for him
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