“I AM ALIVE” THE MASTER SAID. The garden story that we have known With Eve and Adam, God had shown Incarnate birth from David’s Line And Mary’s child was God Divine. From Sinai, came the Lord’s command, Thou shall not this, thou shall not that. And if perchance they follow God’s hand Reward would be the Promised Land. The time would pass, and prophets foretold Of Messianic prophecies, a virgin birth would hold. To Palestine’s land, when Roman rule was game, In human flesh a son, God’s Incarnate became. For thirty years amongst us dwelt The child of Nazareth upheld. His message of Salvation taught Healing and pardon,though death has bought. Upon a lowly colt He rode Into Jerusalem, so men could try. The Son of God in human form So prophecies might be fulfilled. The Passover doth now draw nigh, Go to the town you’ll find this guy. Tell him the Master’s hours at hand His home is where the feast doth stand. He then with the disciples twelve The communion sacrament upheld. Be known to us as Last Supper, Was held there in the room upper. In Gethsemane, they capture Him To try, then nail Him to a cross. Put back thy sword He asked his friend Swords kill the one’s, who kill by swords. The anguish of the trials he bore Yet patiently, He stood through them. “Art thou a King” when Pilate asked, He only said, “Thus saith thou.” The trial was o’er, the order done The ruler and mankind thought, they’d won. A cross for Him to hang, he’d haul Golgotha was the place, he hung for all. The one malefactor, hanging by Questions the Christ, save thee and I. Rebukes the other, for pardon he sighs Christ grants his wish for paradise. Outstretched and nailed upon the cross For through his blood, man’s sin became dross. The crown of thorns upon his head His side is speared, God is not dead. The loved apostle, standing by His mother Mary, Oh she doth cry. Looking at her, “Woman” he said “Behold thy son”, thus John is blest. The pain of sin, for it was whence, Eloi, Lama, Sabachthani, he had cried thence. Then crying aloud, he gives his ghost So man from God, is ne’er forlorn. And at his passing, the earth did quake the temple’s veil rent, the rocks they brake. The graves of saints, stood open wide Who rose and walked to town, to be in sight. For three long days he laid entombed, The power of God, death could not hold. Destroy this temple and “I will it raise In just three days”, so God be praised. The earth did quake, the stone was rolled, The woman at the tomb was told. Why seek the live, amongst the dead I am alive, the Master said. He resurrects, and shows himself To those he loved and knew so well. He’s coming back, I now must sing Hail, to the master and the King. Damascus road, that Saul trod on A dazzling light, knocked him head on. He’s blinded, questions “Who art thee” The voice it said, Jesus, I’m he. In Patmos, He reveals to John The state of things soon must come on. The Alpha, the Omega, I Come Jesus come, is John’s reply. The mansions He has talked about Eternal home for you could be. If you would live and be the kind, Jesus had lived and taught to be. The church, his bride must march onward For Jesus to return to earth. And then at judgment time, we’ll hear The Master’s voice, “well done, well done.” Halleluiah, halleluiah. Amen, amen halleluiah, Halleluiah, halleluiah. Amen, amen halleluiah. Amen, amen, amen, amen Amen, amen, halleluiah Amen, amen, amen, amen Amen, amen halleluiah. Copyright 2010. All rights reserved. No part of this text may be reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from Yamin Farhat Publications, at P.O. Box 7984, Atlanta, Georgia 30357.
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