Advent Poem-What Kind Of King Poem by James Tipp

We are waiting for the coming
The coming of a King
We’ll cheer his mighty armies
We’ll dance and shout and sing

He will free us from our captives
Reinstate us with great power
I hope he’s coming soon
Hope this will be his hour

But the one for whom they’re waiting
The one to give them hope
Brought no armies to release them
But just a towel and soap

He came as one among them
A King who came to serve
He called for them to follow him
If they only had the nerve.

Today he calls us just the same
A king whose power’s benign
He comes to be our saviour
The choice is yours and mine.