Undeserving
On special days throughout the year
I feel most undeserving.
Of the love and favor sent my way
from the blessed God I'm serving.
[Birth]
At Christmas time I pause to think
Of Jesus' virgin birth.
he had no place to lay his head
while living on this earth.
[Death]
Then after some thirty years
at Calvary it was willed.
Upon a cross to hang and die
that prophecy be fulfilled.
[Resurrection]
They placed his body in a borrowed tomb
his final resting place to be.
But the grave could not hold him
He arose to set m en free.
[Hope]
The very fact that angels came
and rolled that stone away.
Gave mankind hope of eternal life
to reign with him someday.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2008
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