The Mother Of Our Lord Poem by Denis Martindale

The Mother Of Our Lord



When Mary heard her son was caught
And put to trial that night,
Her fears began for Christ our Lord,
Yet faith kept hope in sight...
And thus she waited what would be,
Full pardon or the Cross,
His freedom gained, or Calvary,
Salvation, life or loss?

From place-to-place, the crowd began,
To move with tensions raised,
Yet who could save the Son of Man,
The King that they had praised?
No army stood nearby to spare
The punches or the whip,
It was as if not one could care,
As Blood commenced to drip...

So Jesus walked the final mile
Beneath a wooden stake,
To suffer every demon's guile,
To die for righteous sake...
With fashioned nails till hoisted high,
To fill the crowd with dread,
Who knew that Romans crucify
Until a man's proved dead...

And that was where His Mother stood,
With heart as cold as stone,
Numbed at her Son, whose heart was good,
The greatest love she'd known...
Because this all was prophesied,
God's will foretold and yet,
She looked on Christ, soul mortified,
Aghast, filled with regret...

But still she stayed, enduring all,
Wept sore, with aching throat
And heard His critics' words so cruel,
Determined yet to gloat...
Christ passed His Mother to friend John,
Disciple through and through,
Because Christ knew when life was gone,
No greater man would do...

And then Christ offered all He had!
Jesus of Nazareth!
Behold the Man! Let souls be sad!
Behold His dying breath...
And Mary's heart gave out that day,
Slumbed in John's arms so strong,
Who prayed her pain would melt away,
To somehow right this wrong...

For neither had the faith to trust,
That Christ had paid sin's price,
But simply thought He'd fade to dust,
Like prophets, once so wise...
How could their mortal hearts accept
The evidence they'd seen?
If Christ, like others who had slept,
Had suffered nails so mean?

Yet God had promised Jesus Christ
His Resurrection Day,
The Lamb of God who was baptised,
Would have the final say!
Thus Pentecost revealed God's will,
Salvation in Christ's Name...
Because Christ died upon that hill,
This world's no more the same...


Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2013.


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