The Brightest Star
Long ago and far away,
In a town called Bethlehem,
A child was born; The King of Kings,
The Son of the Great I
Am.
He grew up strong and carried on
The truth of His Father's will.
He taught inside the temples
From Mount Zion and
upon Mars Hill.
He healed the sick, the blind and lame;
Working miracles in His Father's name.
People followed Jesus wherever He went
Because they knew
that, from God, their Savior was sent.
The brightest star that ever was born
Was crucified, spit upon, rejected, and scorned.
With a crown of thorns the Romans placed on His head,
King of the Jews was
what his sign had read.
He gave up His own life
To pay the price for our sins.
But, just three days later,
Jesus rose up again.
John 15:13
"Greater love hath no man than this, That a man lay down his life for his
friends."
© 2009 by Vickie Lambdin
Poetry by Vickie Lambdin Treasured Thoughts Vickie is a Heavenly Inspirations Author. This poem may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact, for non-profit ministering purposes.