My beloved Christ was pierced
For all our iniquities
It bring me close to tears
In this world there are no equalities
Christ were paraded in the streets
For all our transgressions
Christ battled to stay on His feet
Christ is love, this I have to mention
How can love be crucified?
Our behaviour, we need to rectify
How can humility be spit at?
Meekness we seem to lack
He died on the cross for me
He suffered tremendous pain
Just to set our souls free
His love must reign
We need to remember our teacher
We need to repay Christ the preacher
We need to worship the counsellor
In His fleet you must become a sailor
He died for us
Don't take that lightly
I ask you politely
Loving Christ is a must
Every strike of the cane
Comes with excruciating pain
I can't explain?
Something that is insane
In remembrance of Christ
I am on my knees to give thanks
To Him who gave His life
I profoundly say thanks
If it was not for Him
I wonder where we would be
My soul I need to redeem
In Christ we will be free
Written by Sirbestian Nzula
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