I was just
a fisherman,
by trade.
By the
work of my hands,
my living
was made.
Until the
day,
I met a
teacher of God's Word,
These
truths that He spoke,
never had
I heard.
I thought
Him to be,
like a
prophet of old.
Little did
I know,
He was the
Savior foretold.
When He
spoke,
all gave
an ear.
He taught
love and forgiveness,
for all to
hear.
He taught
that it is better,
to give
than receive.
And that
God rewards,
those that
believe.
His Words
were like water,
that gave
men life.
Never
conceded,
never in
strife.
But for
those who feared Him,
with rage
they did burn.
With
hearts so hard,
refusing
to turn.
Then one
night...
they
came and they took Him,
on the
charge of a lie.
Two days
later,
He was
sentenced to die.
Wrapped in
grave clothes,
and buried
in a cave.
We thought
all was now lost,
for all,
He had gave.
All
believed...
they'd seen
the last of Him.
But on
the third morning,
He
arose... my friend!
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