He was tormented and beaten until death
A crown of thorns was placed upon His head
He carried His cross to Calvary
To take our sins and set us free
His name, His name is Jesus
His hands and feet were hung by nails
He showed His love that never fails
He shed His blood for you and me
He died on the cross for our eternity
His name, His name is Jesus
He is the King of Promise of our salvation
He is our divine truth and inspiration
He is the wisdom which God ordained unto glory
He is a righteous man, not a fiction story
His name, His name is Jesus
He is waiting for us to come to Him on bended knee
He will cleanse our hearts from all agony
We need faith in Him for our victory
He is real, not a myth or a mystery
His name, His name is Jesus
by Debra Stewart, September 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem