As we look at Christ the king,

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob

The day serpents stung, Israelites,

Moses in supplication pleaded for their life,

Look at the brazen snake and be whole,

Those who followed instructions revived.

He helped the leper,

He gave blind their eyes,

The dead were restored,

Restored back to Life.

In Him, no one can meet demise,

Death through Him met demise,

On the way to Calvary,

Death lost its sting.

Blessing from the blood, of the Lamb, did spring,

Crushing the power of death and sin,

Corona too shall perish,

As we look at Christ the king.