Classic Poem

1. Young and radiant, he is standing As he stood at Salem's shrine;
2. I can see him humbly kneeling, As he knelt upon the hill;
Just a lad, a lad forever, With a look and grace divine!
While the waters hushed their music, And the night glow bright and still
" Tell me, how it is ye sought me? Wist ye not my Father's plan?
" Brothers tell me why ye sought me? Wist ye not my Father's plan?
I must be about his business, Would I be a Son of Man. "
He must grow in grace and wisdom, Who would be a Son of Man. "

3. Like a flame his soul is striking
In his wrath at greed and shame;
" Ye have made a den of robbers
Of the temple to his name;
Know ye not his equal justice?
Wist ye not my Father's plan?
He must bathe his sword in heaven
Who would be a Son of Man. "

4. I can see him dying, loving
Unto death on Calvary;
His dear hands still pleading, praying,
Worn and torn for you and me!
" Brothers, will ye scorn and leave me?
Wist ye not my Father's plan?
He must wear a crown of sorrow
Who would be a Son of Man. "