W.W.Y.D.

Divinity was born on a clear winters night
In a manger he lay under the stars glowing bright
Growing up poor, without riches or gold
A disciple of truth, and only this he told

He created a brotherhood, apostles of men
He showed them the light, that comes from within
Disciples of Christ, they stood by his-side
Until the day, they saw the Christ die

Upon the cross, he lay for the meek
Shoved in a tomb, not even a week
An uncovered tomb was found undirected
For as he had said, this man resurrected

A perfect son, to die for our sins
A battle he lost, for us he could win
The man just described, being Jesus our Lord
What Will You Do? to earn this reward?