A poem I wrote a few years ago
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Jehovah, He was
Jehovah, He is
Jehovah, He will be
He came from up on high
To dwell among His nation
He lived a holy life
No evil contemplation
When the time came
He made His Sacrifice
Hanging on the cross
Toward heaven He turned His eyes
Us forgiven, Him forsaken
He chose to die
He rose and conquered
All sin and death
Redeemed our souls, redeemed our lives
Restored our health
My soul waits in silence
For I am His inheritance