The Risen Christ
There is no greater Love than His
There is no greater Name than His
There is no greater sacrifice than His
There is no greater devotion than His
Let it be known to Man
That the Holy Father had a plan
That He should send His only Son
For our life eternal and to be as one
They pronounced him King with a crown of thorns
As men watched with devilish horns
The Blessed Mother could not stand to bare
As they crucified her son with a heavenly stare
Oh Father forgive them
For they not know what they do
The Lamb is sacrificed
The Angels mourn as they fly through
The Risen Christ is now at His Throne
As we celebrate with great atone
He awaits His Bride in Heaven’s realm
As we praise his Name we overwhelm.
Feb.16.2016 ^WW^
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