Our Saviour
Born in a stable with a guiding star near end of year,
Revival, gifts exchanged with delighted open hearts.
They would never expect the sorrow or to shed any tear.
The destiny that was to unfold, until seen by future eyes,
Challenged, persecuted and betrayed by so many souls.
Nevertheless, this Sprit of man never lost any love or faith.
Philosophy of his fathers love remained his cherished goals.
Teachings, observations, and healings witnessed with awe.
Easily forgotten, faded, and distorted I shall never know, why.
Pain and suffering was his challenge, reward, gained for us all.
The sacrifice made by our Saviour, Jesus, and our precious Lord.
Who died upon this Earth, and then sheltered for God’s rebirth.
Reborn unto Heaven with his Father’s love, upon his accord,
His children all saved by belief in him over entire planet Earth.
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