O the son of God
A manger is forth
And sought be killed
O, his destiny to naught
Shall return soon- Shamed!
O the son of God
-Is cleansed by mortal
The act to demean
That God son does oft
Causes heaven shame
O the son of God
In conceit is robed
How calls all unwise
Disdains the moseses
And fault laws God
O the son of God
A clown is him
Goes the river to fish
And water to wine
What a clown he comes
A thug is him
-The son of God
Goes chapel a riot
And save wenches about
O a thug indeed!
Rambles the desert
Starved and unheeded
In company Lucifer
O the son of God
A greater betrayal
A weakling is son
Trail paths cowards known
Wabbles and whimpers like infant
And beg differ his purpose
O Gods son is failure at peak
He is cast a forlorn
Bears wrath of God
As strapped to cross forsaken
And his hell yet await
O Gods son, a profane to heaven
O the son of God
A carrier of sin
But the injustice I hear
A name above all
And must bow before
O the son of God
How he does bewitch God
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