Born in a stable with a guiding star near end of year, <br />Revival, gifts exchanged with delighted open hearts. <br />They would never expect the sorrow or to shed any tear. <br />The destiny that was to unfold, until seen by future eyes, <br />Challenged, persecuted and betrayed by so many souls. <br />Nevertheless, this Sprit of man never lost any love or faith. <br />Philosophy of his fathers love remained his cherished goals. <br />Teachings, observations, and healings witnessed with awe. <br />Easily forgotten, faded, and distorted I shall never know, why. <br />Pain and suffering was his challenge, reward, gained for us all. <br />The sacrifice made by our Saviour, Jesus, and our precious Lord. <br />Who died upon this Earth, and then sheltered for God’s rebirth. <br />Reborn unto Heaven with his Father’s love, upon his accord, <br />His children all saved by belief in him, over entire planet Earth.<br /><br />cecil hickman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-saviour/
