A Story Of Old

A Story of Old
By Leanne C. Bryan

The King of kings came down,
He who ruled over all,
Creator of creature great and small,
Coming down from heaven above,
From God to child He changed,
Born of a virgin; sinners to be saved,

The Shepard of shepherds He is,
To the cross He must go,
Fulfilling the prophecies
First he must be brought low,
On that rugged cross he died,
Saving sinners like you and I,
The third day He arose,
Bringing joy, peace and repose.

To all who trust in Him alone
Giving them the right of heaven to go,
A home to make to heaven He went,
Till our time on earth is spent,
Bringing our children up in His ways,
For Godly men and women to be,
Taking the stand against tyranny,
Walking the straight and narrow
With Christ as their guide
They’ll stand against the worlds crushing tide.

As the shepherd guards his sheep
In this poem you did see,
The hardships and trials of Christ,
For He was brought low for us to meet,
Our Friend and Protector,
Our King and Sustainer.

This poem has no end,
The Story of old
Will forever be told,
Until His return,
When we are called home.