Triumph Over The Fake King Of This World Poem by Christen Kuikoua

In a world where satan wear a crown,
A force greater than darkness, deep within is found.
Some hail Him Jesus, the Christ divine,
Others utter Adonai, or Yaweh's name entwined.

In a world where obscurity masquerades as light,
Mercy bestowed upon us before time took its flight.
He, who willingly bore the weight of our strife,
For you and me, surrendered to death's sharp knife.

They call Him by names, diverse and true,
Yet in His sacrifice, our redemption He drew.
So, let us proclaim, in voices clear and broad,
'Holy is the Lamb of God, ' our risen Lord.

A new sovereign ascends, in the celestial expanse,
Darkness defeated when He triumphed in the dance.
For in conquering death, He shattered the night,
Granting us the promise of eternal light.

Believe in Him, as the dawn breaks the skies,
For as He rose from death, our spirits likewise rise.
In a world once enslaved by shadows' embrace,
He, the new King, grants us boundless grace.