His name

Cold and ancient

Devoid of glamour

And lovely talk

His name

Pure and perfect

Shining but not polished

Devoid of sweet rubbish

His name

Broken and pierced

Carved on a stake

And perfected by nails

His name

First and last

Ancient in days

Lion of a certain tribe

His name

Powerful and fearful

A threat and also merciful

Liberating and enchanting

His name

Is Jesus Christ

A fortress of all clay mire

And a consuming fire.

By Minstrel

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