THE DEATH OF jESUS CHRIST
The death of Jesus Christ our Lord
What grief, how gross, how gory
Was only superceeded by
The Resurrection story
That risen Saviour seen among
Above five hundred men
Authenticity filled their hearts
We shall live again
All restraints to hold back joy
And peace were now removed
As His followers shared the Word
They knew they were much loved
That power of sin that held them fast
To which they were a slave
Now was smitten to such extent
It lay in the grave
What gift He was, breath of fresh air
That we would soon receive
Last breath on earth our next in heaven
To all in Him who believe
The thief who met Him on the cross
Soon we shall recognize
Hosts of saints and loved ones too
There in Paradise
On we toil in His victory
All glory to His name
His Holy Spirit indwelling us
Until He comes again
There is not a time He leaves us
Not a second, a minute, an hour
But lo, I am with you alway
Our Resurrection power!
Copyright April 23,2011 3: 30 p.m.
Gary James Smith
An impressive spiritual composition that resonates with souls of believers, also calling on the unbeliever to have a change of heart. Well conceived and wonderfully brought forth. Remain blessed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The thief who met Him on the cross Soon we shall recognize Hosts of saints and loved ones too There in Paradise You are a lover of Jesus the Christ. i too........ thank you dear poet. t ony