From the greatest of glory to the lowliest birth,
Love came down from heaven and descended to earth.
God’s Love is greater than to hold in man’s mind,
He’s from the beginning and will outlast mere time.
Though the world took not notice of the birth of this King,
It was heralded by angels in joy they did sing.
God has come down as the Savior of Man,
Can your calloused heart fathom something this grand?
He gave sight to the blind and made the deaf hear,
He raised up the dead and caused demons to fear.
He fed a great crowd from a boy’s lunch so small,
He rebuked wind and wave and silenced the squall.
A preacher, a prophet, a teacher sublime,
He knew not one sin; He was one of a kind.
The truth He held firm, would not give in an inch,
And to the worldly elite, was an unbearable stench.
Though outward appearance they look great to most men,
But His words they revealed hearts of evil and sin.
The high priest he spoke the words a prophet might bring,
“A disaster for sure if we make this man king.
It’s better for this man, this one man to die,
For the people and this nation in ruins will lie.”
From that moment on they planned His demise,
Guided by Satan, and fueled by his lies.
They all tried to test Him against the law in their books,
But with wisdom and truth He revealed them as crooks.
They could not dare touch Him in the light of the day,
So like evil oft does, in the night had their way.
They hauled Him away in chains made by man,
But it was all in His purpose all in his plan.
Their religion (so called) would not allow death,
So they called on their foes to put this problem to rest.
He was brought before Pilate the governor in charge,
He was cruel, had no mercy and his ego was large.
Now Pilate he asked, “Are you the King of the Jews?”
He said, “Yes it is as you say,” He told what was true.
Pilate said, “I see no fault at all with this man,
And your charges are rubbish they simply won’t stand,
But if you want blood, I’ll give you your wish,
Barabbas or Him, who should I dismiss?”
“Barabbas let go!” they cried out as one,
“May the blood of this man be on us and our sons.”
So Pilate he washed his hands of this case,
And the Master of all took a murderer’s place.
He was beaten and flogged within an inch of His life,
He was spit on and mocked and thorns did His head slice.
His friends they all left Him and denied Him three times,
The blood in His eyes must have made Him half blind.
“He has healed others,” they mocked haughty and loud,
“Now let Him heal himself,” said the bold and the proud.
They drove rusty spikes through His hand and His feet,
While His mother saw all in great horror she’d weep.
“Father forgive them, they know not what they do,”
His prayer was said for me and for you.
When death finally came and His suffering done,
Satan he laughed and thought he had won.
But death could not hold Him for He rose from the grave,
And freedom was granted to sin’s captive slaves.
As Barabbas was granted full pardon and reprieve,
So men also may have to those who receive
This gift from our God, His beautiful Son,
By whose wounds and blood, from hell we are won.
So dare not refuse such a wonderful gift,
For heaven awaits on the far side of the mist.
Eternity calls but now is the time,
For our lives they pass quickly poured out like wine.
Beautiful Yeshua, God’s only Son,
He was man, yet was God, rolled into One.
I love you, I need you, I seek your sweet face,
And I’ll live with you forever in your heavenly place.
But now I implore you while down on my knees,
Open hearts to your Love in your Name, I ask please.
Tertius
This is how God showed his love among us:
He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him.
This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us
and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.
1 John 4:9-10
A note about “Yeshua”: The Gospel according to Tertius, condensed! The title is Jesus’ true name. Joshua is the English variant of the Hebrew. Jesus is the Greek translation. (This is not technically perfect, but it’s close for simplicity’s sake.)