A poem

Son of God, you once arrived here

Martti Rautanen (Ndongan)
Kaija Pispa (Finnish translation)
Ewan King (English translation)

Son of God, you once arrived here,
born on earth, though heaven’s king.
Like a worm’s your life was prized here,
you, whose glory angels sing.
Yet you rose, with all your might
for your precious lambs to fight,
Allelu, alleluia,
for your precious lambs to fight.

Now behold the last hour nearing:
now their prey the hunters see;
still before that crowd unfearing,
you bear witness: "I am he!"
Wonder-struck they cry and fall
low before you, Lord of all,
Allelu, alleluia,
low before you, Lord of all.

Royally upon your shoulder
all your people’s load you bore.
Grief and agony untold there,
were the weapons of your war.
Faithful to your final breath,
there you conquered death by death,
Allelu, alleluia,
there you conquered death by death.

Foes deride and friends forsake you:
crowned and crucified you bleed,
still no bitter word escapes you:
for their pardon Lord, you plead.
All received an equal share
in the work of mercy there,
allelu, alleluia
in the work of mercy there.

Jesus, you alone were able
to lift up that heavy load,
and to bear it from the stable
all along your narrow road.
Then to your name, Holy One,
evermore let praise be sung,
Allelu, alleluia,
evermore let praise be sung!


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