Superior to the Angels
No angel greater than the Son,
Not even equal no not one;
Not one can call God as Father,
Neither the Son as their Brother.
God makes them as servants of fire,
Flames that carry His desire;
And His messengers are the wind,
That are humbled and disciplined.
God had sent His first born to earth,
Who then went through natural birth;
And grew up as a pride and joy,
Just like a human normal boy.
He lived and died thirty three years,
Suffered and endured all the tears;
After three days He rose again,
Alive once more as He had been.
Heavenly throne is forever,
In His hand holding a scepter;
Which He will use to judge that day,
For justice to who disobey.
Jesus Christ has loved what is right,
Hated what is wrong in His sight;
And why the Father anointed,
As the prominent appointed.
Christ is the highest in Heaven,
As what the Father has given;
By Him the angels will be sent,
For serving those who did repent.
We will go at the end of time,
And have been cleansed of our crime;
So forever then we shall live,
Because a just God will forgive.
Copyright © 2011 Richard Newton Sherrer
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