The Wake

God words are piercing through the heart of man Calling them out from there darken den. God as given us a special fan Jesus Christ Who paid the price? He cried in pain His blood on earth, a graceful stain. Underline Jesus name Through his wonderful image we are well framed The blinded world did seek Beneath there feet they could not crush the weak Upon his back are the spiteful beads. Aside his body is the hidden spear Upon his head are the thorns of stations In his hand toward his wrist are the scars of many nations Upon his shoulder he carried the burden of sin From beginning to end in Him we can win Every pint of blood from His body drop To nurtured the earth crop. Through his blood was found purity Streaming all the way through Jeru'' city On mount Calvary he was sacrificed While the roman lay to play their dice Not knowing the time That he paid for their crime Has the angel prepare there trumpet and voices Knowing that Jesus made a perfect choice. Being raised from the dead, the heaven and the earth all rejoice. The tears from God own eyes fell on earth It shook all the territorial turf Even The unknown deepest region Humiliating the devil and his legion. Know thy fate Before it’s too late His name is great Jesus Christ crown of glory Knows your story Why are you worried? His calling your name He will make you is greatest fame. by Stanley Jean Jacques