The Cross

IMG_5092Poem by Pastor Ifeanyi Okogwu

There was no other way
We could get there
But he came

There was no other way
We could be rich
But he became poor

There was not other way
We could be healed
But he was wounded

There was no other way
We could become sons
But he became a servant

There was no other way
We could be happy
But he was cursed

There was not other way
We could get beauty
But he was stripped of glory

There was not other way
We could be free
But he was assessed

There was not other way
We could be welcome
But he was out-cast

There was not other way
That we could live
But he died

(Pause)
The perfect for the imperfect
The saint for sinners
The son for unworthy servants

And there is no other way
We could best say “BRAVO”
Save to step in his-steps

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