Imagine Poem by Donna Secrest

Imagine a man with no sin
Loving everyone even those who hate him
Born in a manger but free of anger
Raised the dead with the hands he broke bread
Nor does he worry or fret his Father hasn't let him down yet
Never a lie, no plank in his eye
Carried his own cross, his death their loss
Buried in a tomb a rock covered room
Rose again and took our sin
Clothed us in white and holds us tight
Sits in a throne on a cloud of his own
Until he returns to take us home