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Holy Name Of JESUS
so many stories that have been told
so many stories that never grow old
born in a manger in bethlehem
born our savior from that begining to the end
worshipped by kings and the poor alike
with a heart so pure, and cleaner than the brightest day.
but was destined to be taken away.
our lord had given this child to joseph and mary
and all the angels adorned the sky
for he was born the king on high.
he was destined to rule the world
and to touch the hearts of all mankind
from presidents, to kings, to you and i.
raised as a carpenter to turn wood into a wonder to behold.
but his true gift was yet to unfold
preaching the lords word to anyone who would hear
that with faith in god-they had nothing to fear.
he was not a prophet, nor a king
did not have wealth or anything
yet the most mightiest rulers had fear in their hearts.
that his words were just the start.
the start of things that was foretold
by the prophets and the readers of stars.
that a king was born this day and that
nations would bow to him and praise his name.
nations had heard of his miraculos plights
and to the blind he gave sight.
how he healed lepers and the mentally ill
this was all of his lords will.
how he cured the sick and lame
and how people spoke highly of his name.
they could not let this continue to be
betrayal was the only key.
bought by gold-he was taken away.
fear built up in the hearts of man
they would not lend a helping hand.
given a choice of which should live
they chose barrabbas to be set free.
this was the fullfillment of his destiny.
to be crucified so that man could live
and through his death wipe away mortal sin.
as you notice i did not put his name in this story
for he is above us in all his glory.
HOLY JESUS IS HIS NAME-and in his house
of prayer-we praise the same.
poem
by
Louis Rams
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