Jesus Christ

Yes, there was a man born of flesh Who overcame the world and all its tests The only one worthy to be called his holiness A royal king who spent his days with the poorest sect   The only man on whose flesh maggots cannot feast Who took our sickness and sin, for love of you and me Who proclaimed, to be great you must become the least He is the greatest gift mankind through grace has ever reaped    He spent his days and nights connected to the father Kept it real at all times, like him there is no other Hated by all that were corrupted by money and worldly power Accepted his mission fully knowing, he'd die for unworthy followers   I know we're not worthy to be known as those who follow Christ But you still wouldn't trade us, even when Satan tried to change your mind You endured the pain, the ridicule, and humiliation, a huge price If it were necessary, you'd do it all again to make all things right   My King, Lord, and Savior, Jesus Christ, thank you once again For taking those who feel so worthless and becoming their best friend For giving to the hopeless someone in which they can depend For showing us, that with a new beginning there comes an even greater end