Poetry

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Who is this king of glory, he who passed our way?,
Riding on a white horse, crowns upon his head to stay.
He's the Lord God of all, faithful true and steady,
Coming for his bride, the banqueting house is ready.

Robes of pure white, the spotless lamb is he,
Mighty councillor of heaven, the angels bow the knee.
Warrior of warriors, the sword is in his hand,
Coming back to claim every inch of his land.

Miracle of miracles he rose up from the grave,
Give all his children the chance to be saved,
To take back from Satan all that he had stolen,
Now the Government is upon his shoulders.

Jesus of Nazareth, the carpenter's son.
Chosen by the Father his will to be done.
Mercy and love he wants us to spread,
To keep our lamps lit, and not be mislead.

He'll reign now for ever for he is Royal seed,
The Lion of Judah will meet our every need.
The Rock of Ages, he hides us under his wing,
And around the throne in heaven we will worship the KING.


G STRAIN

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