On a hill, crucified to a tree,
Jesus of Nazareth, dying here.
The Messiah sent to save us,
The omnipotent Lord Jesus.
From heaven itself, to save humanity
As they plunge into a Christ-less eternity.
To set free those held captive
To break the bonds of the dying so they can live.
It’s the year of the Jubilee, where we are given what we lost,
Where we regain what had an infinite cost.
Jesus proclaimed a perpetual Jubilee, for all who would come in,
A chance to regain Paradise lost, an entry to Heaven.
And so as his body bled dry, and his heart broke,
A new dawn now arose!
The Jubilee was about to arrive,
And in the darkness, shone a great light.
It is finished, he cried,
As he bowed his head and died.
“This is the year of the Jubilee,
This is the year that I set you free.”
This is the year of the Jubilee!
Jesus proclaimed the acceptable year, where we are now free.
Blow the horns, break the bonds, the fetters, the chains,
Shake off the dust, ye skeletons, and live again!
Story behind the poem:
Taken from this passage:
Lev 25:10 And ye shall hallow the fiftieth year, and proclaim liberty throughout all the land unto all the inhabitants thereof: it shall be a jubile unto you; and ye shall return every man unto his possession, and ye shall return every man unto his family.
Lev 25:11 A jubile shall that fiftieth year be unto you: ye shall not sow, neither reap that which groweth of itself in it, nor gather the grapes in it of thy vine undressed.
Lev 25:12 For it is the jubile; it shall be holy unto you: ye shall eat the increase thereof out of the field.
Lev 25:13 In the year of this jubile ye shall return every man unto his possession.
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