Today... 'Advocate
Is there any who can be my Advocate? Job cried.
'Here I am send me, ' from heaven You replied.
The only one capable of such a task
You only could provide what Job did ask.
So He entered earth's history.
And lived life as life should be.
All the way to the cross He went.
Cried 'Father forgive' as Your life was spent.
For all of us were lost through disobedience
and Jesus goes to the Father in our defence.
He is Christ the only Righteous One
and His sacrifice for our sin will atone.
Now in heaven our Advocate stands
and points to His wounded feet and hands.
The price has now been paid in full
Christ our saviour is All in All.
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poem by Roy Allen
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