Jesus was born to the Virgin, Mary.
She laid Him in a manger.
Little did she realize the road He would trod,
And how His life would be in danger.
Little did Mary know He would be a Savior,
To all who would bow down and receive Him.
His disciples were 12 as they followed Jesus;
But the 12th was Judas, who later would deceive Him.
Nailed to a cross, He cried, “Father, forgive them.”
And soon He died as His blood trickled down that cross.
His many friends had broken hearts.
To them, His death but a loss.
But in three days, He rose again,
And appeared to disciples and friends.
Each was amazed every time He was seen,
Yet the disciples still did not comprehend.
Until the day of Pentecost,
The Holy Spirit came with violent wind,
And tongues of fire rested on each.
All of them were spirit-filled,
And in many tongues did speak.
Three thousand were added to their number that day.
The believers met together and were filled with awe;
And the Lord added to their number daily of those being saved.
The disciples continued preaching to many about Jesus.
For in order for us to be saved, He was sent to the grave.
Then the disciples did comprehend, oh yes! They did comprehend.