Poem: Most Holy Trinity



What is all the controversy?


I ask myself right now.


Some well meaning worshippers


Are furling their brow


When I say that Christ is One


With His Father too


Did I mention th'Holy Spirit


Working Through and Through


Ahhh... 'Tis a Mystery


Trinity Most Blessed


Fortunately 'Tis what I believe


And Where I find my rest.


In the Bosom of the Lord (His Church)


Resting on His Chest (His Heart)


Started for me th'day He found me


I broke down and confessed


Sins oh yes they were many


Mercy is His Way


You don't need to do a thing


You don't need to pay


He did that... pay that is


Hanging on That Cross


Death where is thy victory


No more pain and loss


Back to Father, Son and Spirit


Equals? Are They now?


Did you ever think to ask


The simple question "how"?


I won't force you t'see my way


Freedom let it ring


Saints alive will tune their pipes


Glory be they'll sing.


Here on Earth and There Above


You can join them too


When He calls, you may respond


And just be born anew.


Baptized in just One Name


of Father, Son and Holy Spirit


Cleansed from sin go forth and live


If He Wills you sure will do it!

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