The Son is Now a King

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Prophecies predicted well
Imaginations weren’t perfect
Until the lighting in the sky
Shone of the brightest star
Wise men could fathom the signs
The Son, oh! The Prince had left His throne

Enmity erupted like a tremor
The Saviour was saved
Growing in the midst of foes
But who could have stopped
The link to salvation

Years went by
Self-denial a great tool
Power came through emersion
Celestial voices declared His Sonship
Descending Dove was a sign
The mission began

Please, restore my sight!
The broad way is the easiest
But the narrow way is the safest
There is no trilemma but a dilemma

I may soon be gone
But live after me, He said.
The score must be settled

His blood is the key
The crown of long sharp thorns
Was a complement to the pain on the cross
Mother could not bear the loss
Father! Where art thou

I shall live again
The gap has been bridged
By His stripes, we are healed
The Son, oh the Prince, is now a King.
The prophecies are fulfilled
“It is finished.”

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Oyewole is a software developer who loves reading, writing and watching movies. He is currently working at the Sanni Bello Vocational Training Centre, Kontagora, Niger State.

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