My Thirty Cents Worth
The concept of time is an elusive dream
The concept of thought in time more elusive
Since i overcame the space time constraints
And followed a path ordained from the start
..Paid they thirty cents of coins to the betrayer
Thirty cents and my Savior was uplifted
Hanging on that cross moving time eternity..
That Rabbi sacrifice changed everything
And Silas once more was able live again
Silas once more was able to abide by time
. ...I will call you my servant Silas
I will subdue nations before you
I will loose the amour of kings
So that gates will not be be shut
I will go before you...
They paid thirty cents and Rabbi the Elect of God
Picked up that rugged cross and bore the burden
Oh RABBI there on that cross time stood still..
As atonement was made for past, future and present
....As the throne of mercy was revealed and the elect
Gained entry.. Hard was my lot when i lived
By the tents of Kedar...
Taking another route
As the Lord had granted him
Means and ends to all paths
And to be a guidance to they
Who lack not in patience
Moving through the eastern gate pass
Taking the very path of dawn
Arriving traveler at the throne of mercy
Thirty cents of coins paid and my master
Breathed his last saying its over
Copyright © Lewis Nyaga | Year Posted 2015
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