Always think of Jesus Christ,
Suffered to be sacrificed;
But He was brought back to life,
Amongst and the midst of strife.
This is the Good News for others,
With becoming your brothers;
In your blood has been blended,
A descendent of David.
I am suffering disgrace,
In not feeling His embrace;
For spreading this Good News,
As I so joyfully choose.
But I endure for the sake,
For knowing what is at stake;
Of those who have been chosen,
To go to the new Eden.
Let them build a foundation,
From Christ on their salvation;
Glory that will not sever,
And be lasting forever.
If we died then we will live,
He was willing to forgive;
If we endure we will rule,
And no one can ridicule.
He disowns if we disown,
Losing a place on the throne;
But He will remain faithful,
Even when we are ungrateful.
For He cannot be untrue,
To either me or to you;
Give others confidence,
Not losing your diligence.
Copyright © 2013 Richard Newton Sherrer
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