BruisedReed3
His soul cannot sing,
'Oh Death where is thy sting?
Oh grave, where is thy victory?'
That knew not the man of Calvary!
No hope to cheer his tomb;
Decay reigns in his grave's womb;
His eternal aches will ever tarry,
That knew not the man of Calvary!
Oh dear soul Christless,
Toward a region you press,
Wherein God exhausted His furry,
On all who knew not the man of Calvary!
A forever pain; a grief ever-growing;
An ache abiding, and regret goring:
These all wait to him marry,
Who in life refused a call from Calvary!
Oh, how Illuminated is his grave!
In death's face he is bold and brave;
For death welcomes immortality
To all who walked with the man of Calvary!
-Ojoje