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  • May K.
  • Mar 30, 2018
  • 1 min read

It’s Good Friday today

Good! Oh why?

For on this day so many wept

And the heavens cried


A man who had done no wrong

Had to walk to his death

Bloody, bowed and in pain

With every single breath


Good? It did not seem good

It must have been an awful day

For those who followed him

As he walked that lonely way


To that dreaded hill

And on a cross hung

To be mocked and killed

With hate from sin sprung


To suffer, to be torn away

From the one he loves most

To die in the midst of shame

Was what he chose


So why Good? Why Good?

It would not be good at all

If the work had ended there

And there was nothing more


But it was not the end

Just the darkness before the dawn

The willing sacrifice

That brought about the morn


For with his last cry

Death’s power fell away

The devil lost his grip on the world

Over which he had held sway


For the veil had split in two

And our debt ceased to be

Oh that blessed day

When my Lord died for me!


Copyright © 2018 by Kwek Yi Zhen


  • May K.
  • Dec 25, 2017
  • 1 min read

Christmas is a time most dear A time of wondrous giving When the goodwill of all the year Fills the air with blessing When smiles grace every face A gift to themselves and all And music plays in every place And there always seems to be more When friends send cards and letters With just simple greetings But what really matters Is the thoughts that they are bringing When family can gather around And put simply put aside The subjects that make so many frown And sit round the fire’s light Oh yes Christmas is filled with joy From these little presents And every little girl and boy Learns that this is the reason That Christmas is such a wonderful thing Because it is always giving It is the spirit with which the air sings It is the song of rejoicing For with Christmas came The greatest gift of all The one with the dearest of names Our Saviour, born for all Merry Christmas!


Copyright © 2017 by Kwek Yi Zhen


  • May K.
  • Dec 24, 2017
  • 1 min read

There is a gossip in the marketplace

There is a rumor in Bethlehem

Listen! Listen!

Can you hear them?


“Have you heard?” in a voice low

The women quietly say

That the King invited 3 wise men

To dine with him today?


I have heard they carry great gifts

Myrrh, frankincense and gold

Why are they coming here?

What stories have they been told?


“Have you heard?” in a voice of awe

The men quietly whisper

That Zachariah speaks again?

And Elizabeth is a mother?


They say the child is named John

That he will be the voice in the wilderness

Imagine, just imagine

Who he will herald in greatness!


“Have you heard?” in joyous laughter

The children ask as they play

I’ve heard a voice in the wind whisper

That the Angels will sing today!


I wonder why they are singing

Is something happening today?

I have asked mother and I have asked father

But they haven’t heard so they say


“Have you heard?” in exultation

Asks the Angels on high

A miracle is about to happen

Oh let out a glorious cry!


Oh Bethlehem! They cry

As they gather to sing

Have you heard? They ask

You will welcome the King!


“And have you heard?” in a mighty voice

Asks the Almighty God

I have descended from heaven

To with the lowest trod


For tonight I will come

And be among my creation

For you whom I dearly love

I’ve come to bring salvation!


Oh have you heard?


Copyright © 2017 by Kwek Yi Zhen


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