Jesus Of Nazareth Poem by Royston Nella

Who is this Man, of whom all prophets speak.
The One who is so strong and yet so meek?
The Man of miracles who spreads around
wisdom and love nowhere else to be found.

Who is this Man, the One from Galilee
who brings calm to those on the troubled sea?
The Man that bids the rushing winds to cease
and amidst the chaos of life brings us peace.

Who is this Man who reaches out to touch
the blind and leprous who He loves so much?
The Man to whom the people are bringing
the blind, the deaf, the dumb and the dying.

Who is this Man dressed in a crimson robe,
the One that all the leaders fear and loathe?
The Man that they mock and beat with a rod
The One who is known as the Son of God.

Who is this Man we see climbing the hill,
so determined to carry out God's will?
Who from the cross cries out, "Father, forgive, "
and gives up His life so that we might live.

Who is this Man lying dead in the grave
and then victoriously rises up to save?
The One we see ascending into heaven
opening its' gates to men and women.

He is the Christ, God's One and Only Son.
He is the Lord, the Altogether Lovely One.
God manifest in human flesh is He.
Deity clothed in our Humanity.