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Jesus

In the darkness of the night
In a town with little light
Before the first hours of the morn
A baby boy was born

At His birth, there was a great light
That made the small town shine bright
Angels in heaven sang
And peaceful chimes rang

The boy grew to become a man
His words were revered like gold
He spoke in the name of the Father
As the prophets foretold

He stayed in the desert for forty days
And defeated the Devil at his game
Satan offered Him riches, gold, and temples
but He refused to succumb to such worldly fame

He led a band of 12
And roamed through the towns of Israel
Spreading joy and preaching love
Fulfilling the words of Isaiah and Ezekiel

But, many did not believe His words
They cursed and denounced His name
Even His own follower betrayed Him
And gave unto men who didn't preach the same

He was hit and scourged by soldiers as blind as the dead
And was left bare with only a thin shred
They gave Him a crown of thorns to wear on His head
And they pounded Him with sticks until He bled

They gave Him a heavy cross to carry on the way
Up to a small hill, in the middle of the day
He walked the long and difficult path
Holding in His throbbing heart the people's great wrath

As He reached the top of the hill called Calvary
The soldiers nailed His weak hands to the cross
He screamed and writhed in pain
The whole world mourned the loss

That day, the sky grew thick with clouds
The universe was lamenting the death of the King
But, on the third day, the Earth received good news
The chimes rang, and the angels began to sing

"He has risen from the dead!" the women called
And so, this man has gone back to heaven and He is always there seeing us
This Man that gave the whole world it's happiness
This great man called Jesus

For God so loved the world
That He gave His only son
Rejoice; oh people of the world,
For Jesus has died for you and me

author: Randy Nahle

Randy is desperately seeking people
to cast their Vote for Jesus Christ.....
to cast your vote, go to the link below.

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Randy is 13 years old and in the 7th grade.
I met Randy in an email Bible Study.
When I first got in touch with Randy
I thought that he must be some
wise old elder of a church somewhere!!
I thought this would be a good opportunity
to seek some wisdom!! Well lo and behold
he's not old but he is very wise.
He has much to offer this world.
As you can plainly see.
If his poem has touched you
in some way, I'm sure he would like
to hear it from you.
You can send an email to:

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Sincerely,
Linda <><

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