Written by K.A.R.
“He died.” Not, “He’s dead.”
It’s important that
You know what I said.
See, there’s something
I recently read
On what God did and
Where He led
His people that
They might be fed,
And never go hungry again.
We here preach Christ crucified,
A stumbling block
From any side,
A foolishness that
I’d willingly hide,
If it was not
All I had.
He lived and died and lives again,
Our Saviour and my Dearest Friend.
Here before His throne again,
With you,
I’ll proclaim His death
Until He comes.