A LAMB WITHOUT BLIMISH

There was born into this world one sweet day,
A Lamb unblimished, in a manger, on a bed of hay,
The wise men saw the star in the east, and had to go see,
Wondering, was this the Son of God? It had to be.
They saw the star shinning brightly o'er the stall,
Knowing on this Babe of Sovereignty, they'd come to call:
This sage and innocent Lamb changed the world that day,
For Him was the scepter chose, from old Satan, to take the keys away.
He grew up in obedience to His parents and His Father,
Never sinned. With worldy things He didn't bother,
This Lamb was of God, He taught others how to be,
He showed them faith by walking on the water out in the sea.
Old Satan tempted Him, but He couldn't be bought,
Resisted every temptation, brought old Satan to naught:
Shunned by His countrymen, paid in suffering, but not in vain,
Not His doing, but by ones who will one day kneel, at the mention of His name.
I wan't to be there when this life is o'er, to kneel at His feet,
And worship in prayer and song, to this Lamb I'll meet,
See the streets of gold, and maybe the tree of life, when this life is finished,
And be with our Savior, who is the Lamb unblimished.
Copyright © March 6, 2000
Pearlie Duncan Walker