ON the hill
of righteousness
there once died a man
where on this hill
so many before him
died to never rise again
and this man it was said
was one amazing fellow
he walked in water
so they told
as for me
when i saw the lamb of God
i wept tears of gold
as each precious blood dripped down limp hands
i saw in each drop of blood
precious life
given so freely
without a second thought
when all could have been his
he stayed there regardless
not calling on the angels of the heavens
to even wetten dry lips
so this man of God
this true servant of the Holy ONe
is forever remembered
not just for the life he led
but for the death he gave
now folks it's not the end of the story
no far more can be told
but all the books in teh world
could not contain all that Jesus
the Lamb of God has done
for it didn't end there on that lonely hill
where the dead lay
for this lowly servant
teh King of all creation
Rose from the dead
and still lives today
heh totally inspired almost like a country song tho lol at least that's what went thru my head...very unorthodox as far as rhyme scheme and line patteren but i felt it needed to be written hope you like ^^