To Be Like Christ

TO BE LIKE CHIRST Am desperately obsessed Of Christ my saviour and Lord By him I want to be blessed The Christian vehicle I must board I must possess his true love His big heart I want to have Dying for the sake of friends When possible, including fiends I must possess his everlasting joy Amidst suffering and sorrow Standing strong on foy This extra-joy I must borrow I must possess his supernatural peace The one the world cannot give Disseminating it in every place Into this sweet pool I’ll always dive I must possess his long endurance Hoping for the worst of sinners to repent To my fellow believers exercise forbearance This I wish to attain one hundred percent I must possess his inherent kindness How he was always full of compassion Offering help with utmost willingness My heart should love this with passion I must possess his grand goodness The one that granted us life in fullness Always wishing the best for others God should help me in these matters I must possess his steadfast faithfulness Even when men remained unfaithful The way he exercised all-round godliness When he grants me this I’ll be grateful I must possess his peculiar gentleness Bearing with those who treat him brutally He was filled with humility and selflessness Am praying for this old school gem eagerly I must possess his sensitive self-control His flesh lost all the battles it stimulated He evaded all the devil’s patrols Possessing this will make me elated Yes, I want to be like my saviour Everything else can and will wait Till in his sight I gain eternal favour And like him I become all day and night! ©OLIECH DEABER