The African drums have rolled,
The Spirit has come with breath.
A man’s life can’t be told
Until he reaches his death.
My enemy is not the black or Jew,
The next-door neighbor or the former spouse,
The communist, the atheist or you.
The enemy is in the bone-cage house.
No matter whether I sleep or wake, he beats
Like mad to push my blood to other parts.
Impostor! Promising my life, he cheats
Me out of it, my enemy, my heart.
He is the field where Sin takes root and grows
Until the face of God is blotted out;
Then tyrant Sin commits a felony
And pays his wage, the wage of death, he owes.
Deceitful heart, let Jesus in, so Doubt
And Sin will drown in blood He shed for me.
The Lord created eyes and wings on fleas
And made the stardust soar in galaxies.
He spoke, and made the grizzly bears and wolves,
Mosquito wings, and untamed horses’ hooves.
Through Christ He made the buttercups and seeds,
Rice, corn, and wheat on which the nations feed;
Jehovah made the mountains, streams and lakes:
Creation on this earth was for man’s sake.
The Lord Almighty, who is good and just,
Formed Adam, the first man, from Eden’s dust,
And from his rib He molded man a mate
Who, tempted, took forbidden fruit and ate.
God sent away the two who’d been beguiled,
The woman would have pain to bear a child.
Two cherubim were sent to guard the gates,
Then Cain, a son, shed blood with jealous hate.
The Lord told Noah to construct an ark,
God made his covenants with patriarchs.
Leading his people to the Promised Land,
He gave Commandments through meek Moses’ hands.
He watched the reigns of kings both good and bad,
Mistreatment of his prophets made Him sad,
No man on earth was righteous, no, not one,
So God, in love, gave men his only Son.
To free all men required pure sacrifice
And only God’s one Son could pay the price.
“Forgive them, Father,” he said in last breaths
And died, in pain, a criminal’s hard death.
Below him soldiers gambled for his clothes,
But in three days Christ Jesus, God’s Son, rose
And showed disciples holes in hands and side
To prove that death itself, through Him, had died.
Along Damascus’ road the Lord appeared
To Saul, called Paul, and blinded him with fear.
This Paul, who’d persecuted for the Jews,
Converted and began to preach good news,
And though he was imprisoned, scorned and stoned,
His letters taught of sin, how God atoned
For it through blood that poured from Jesus’ side
And how, through faith, the saints are sanctified.
The Book of Revelation by Saint John
Foretells a time of troubles coming on.
John wrote the world will see an evil Beast
And after that, a thousand years of peace.
The Lord will come like a thief in the night
To judge the nations and show men right.
Since God will cast the devil down to burn,
The Church’s saints await the Lord‘s return.
The Splendor of His Majesty
The splendor of His majesty
Infuses dust with joy,
For dust we are, to dust return,
Man, woman, girl and boy.
His resurrection power’s seen
When winter turns to spring,
When evil human hearts, unclean,
Have an awakening,
For when the Holy Spirit shines
Through cobwebs in the heart,
Forgiveness comes, sin declines
And holiness can start.
He draws a nation to its knees
(Each nation is a drop
To him who governs stars with ease)
And knocks away the props
That keep his people in captivity,
So that they may behold
The splendor of His majesty,
More precious than fine gold.
Failed to Recognize
The people failed
The One who made
The earth and skies.
#JesusSaves #poetry #GospelofJohn
Always be a first-rate version of yourself, instead of a second-rate version of somebody else. -Judy Garland
— GYFT for Women (@Women_Fit) March 23, 2016
Jesus Christ is risen! Love has triumphed over hatred, life has conquered death, light has dispelled the darkness!
— Pope Francis (@Pontifex) March 27, 2016
(Luke 24:44, Acts 10:43,
Romans 11:25, 2 Cor. 3:14)
His life fulfilled
Of old, which Jews,
Eyes veiled, can’t see.
"Destroy this temple, and in three days I will raise it up." John 2:19
— John Piper (@JohnPiper) March 27, 2016
— T.D. Jakes (@BishopJakes) March 26, 2016
Mt. 3:17, 17:5)
On the Road to Emmaus
He told them of
Of him, with whom
The Lord was pleased.
“The hour is coming when whoever kills you will think he is offering service to God.” John 16:2
— John Piper (@JohnPiper) March 27, 2016