KING OF THE JEWS

As the time drew near

There came a woman

Who poured out her perfume

In preparation for His burial

He knew, from the start

The one who would sell Him out

Judas, the enemy from within

He loved him still

The time was near

The time to wash away our sins and despair

Oh, He was distressed! For the pain, He would bear

So, He turned to the Father

And, He was strengthened and without fear

It was time, for calvary’s tree

So, He surrendered to the Father’s will

Then came soldiers, at night

To take Him away for trial

In a bid to fulfill the age-long decree

The people gave Him to pilate

Filled with so much hate

They chose a criminal in His stead

Pilate was a bit hesitant

However, he gave in to their demands

How dreadful it was!

On His head, the soldiers placed a crown of thorns

Stripped and flogged

He was made to carry His cross

To the place of the skull

He was nailed to the cross

Hands, and feet!

He was mocked

Jesus! King of the Jews

Oh! How badly he was bruised

Then came the sixth hour

When darkness fell upon the land

And He, Jesus

Placing His Spirit in the Father’s hands

He drew His last

Behold!

Ripped in two was the fate of the veil

Risen were all the saints

For Jesus had finished His work!

And men will tell that indeed!

He is, The Son of God!

An Easter poem based on Matthew chapter 26-27

Written By Damilola Aruna-Ogun