Great Christ Poem by EZEKIEL HARUNA DANBAKI

O' great Christ my sins to sweep
Thou promised and came to keep
And thy soul has found no sleep
So that mine can cease to weep

O' great Christ nailed up a tree
Showered salvation so free
Wretch soldiers in drunken spree
Suffered thee a mocking glee

O' great Christ suffered all pains
And wretched me getting all gains
And no pain in me remains
Since thou broke the daring chains

O' great Christ paying my bill
On awful Golgotha hill
Freed of debt I pledge a will
That my heart thy glory fills

O' great Christ my all has done
Salvation deeds thou left but none
In three nights thy tomb is lone
Into heaven thou art gone