He Arose
Long ago Man soaked alters in blood,
while sacrificing animals to God.
And ever since Noah and the flood
plows got hammered into sword and rod.
Civilizations grew and flowered,
only to vanish with little trace.
And men of peace were labeled coward,
while women were chattel, kept in place.
God was always at war with Mankind,
smiting pagans with His Holy wrath.
And a compromise was hard to find,
there was no hope for a peaceful path.
Jesus didn't think of God that way,
wanting to remove hate from His faith.
And preaching love, taught us how to pray
purging souls of unclean thoughts and wraith.
He challenged what the people got taught
and they demanded blood for His love.
And crucified Him, yet His death bought
us eternal life, through God above.
He was mourned and laid out in a cave,
where for three days, He suffered in hell.
And then He arose, and left that grave,
sought His apostles and bid them tell.
God The Father now lives in our heart,
and blood’s no longer offered to Him.
For through His Son, Man got a new start
and our fate no longer looks so grim.
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