My Lord and My King

Shakespearean sonnet (I hope)

My Lord and My King  (E) Shakespearean sonnet (I hope) #2048444 by Chris Breva

You are my Lord, my God, and only King
You paid the price to save my worthless soul
For my God I would not refuse anything
You died horribly to make me whole.

You left heaven to bear a rugged cross
You did not hesitate to come to earth
You did not once consider it a loss
You came to us by way of virgin birth.

You lived here for years a carpenter's son
You labored through your life so long and hard
From the cross you you did not try to run
Both your hands and feet are totally nail scarred.

You will forever be my Lord and my God
I will never begin to find that odd.