Dedicated to my most beloved Lord
Down trodden You the steps of the milkyway and galaxy,
Left your throne up high to plunge into the three-leveled sky
To a virgin’s womb, Thy Humble Head had no place to lie.
Thy feet (which I have no honour to untie) hath sodden three years and
Walked on night waters, calmed down the tempest –the fear of man,
Healed the sick-blind, Voiced Lazarus to revive; and all of this;
To Verb the Greatest True Love story ever told:
For God so loved the world, that He sent His only begotten Son
To die and shed His Golden-Crimson blood, running through His
Pierced, nailed feet-hand and scorned, thorn, crown, head.
Parted He the water and blood, breaking The Father’s Precious Heart,
To mend, To wash away, To set us free from sin’s Calvary.
White and pure as snow I’m cleansed by the Three-Person God.
For me He paid the Highest price. To love me for an eternity…
(John 17:26)
