He saw a world

A world that was sick

So he came to the world in need of a physician

He humbled himself

He became a man

He gave up his glory and majesty

To save a dying world

He lived a life as a humble carpenter

He lived a life of love and grace

Then He died on a cross

A cross made of simple wood

Three days later he broke the rules of death

He got up and walked

What more could he have done to prove his love?

What more could he have given?

He love our filthy human race who have nothing to offer

But filthy rags

Our pride and arrogance roots our evil

I'm part of that filthy race

I'm no better then anyone else

It makes me sad because I'm a reason he was on that cross

And that's how He saved the world.....