THE PROMISED ONE

The Promised One

From a virgin womb to a virgin tomb
His time on earth was brief
A man of sorrows, like ourselves
Acquainted with our grief

He bore our sin, not satisfied
To merely feel our pain
Upon the cross He took God's wrath
He died and rose again

We wait for Him with longing hearts
And look with eager eyes
He's promised that because He rose
We shall also rise Resurrection!

While Jesus at Gethsemane
In prayerful anguish wept
He returned unto His earthly friends
And found that they all slept

"Could you not watch
For just one hour?"
Came His plaintive cry
But they too sleepy to perceive

'Twas time for Christ to die
Soon fear would scatter His best men
And He'd be left alone
Nailed to a curs-ed cross of wood

Though worthy of a throne
Forsaken by His Heavenly Father
Distained by mocking brood
Hanging hated, taunted, beaten

Naked, broken, bruised
Dead and laid in empty tomb
It seemed that sin had won
By God, however, He arose
Victorious, Saving Son!

Author: VICKI BAIRD