Christs Cloak Poem by Phil Daniels

Christ has stood in my stead
So I from sin would be dead
For me He has paid the cost
Or I would deservedly be lost

God said He could not execute twice
For me His Son He did sacrifice
Now I a poor, poor sinner
He made an everlasting winner

Now poor sinner, take my cloak
For sin and death and hell I've broke
And as you stand before our God
I'll take your pain and the rod

And here I stand as sinner suffer
Whilst you enrobed in Christ another
Rewards received for what you did not do
But I suffered and died just for you

So when the devil says "you're no saint"
I've no need to feel weary, no need to faint
For Christ my salvation cloak did win
I only have to look up to Him

18/8/99