Steven Reeve

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Born a carpenter,
He died a King,
With His blood,
He cancelled our sin.
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A son’s love last’s forever,
It never goes away,
Though he be near,
Or on a distant shore far away.
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Who can replace mother,
Certainly there is no other,
She cares and she tries,
And because of her children tears fill her eyes.
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Israel, Israel,
That eternal land.

Israel, Israel,
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In the rage of the noonday sun,
In a suit of glittering light’s He doe’s come,
To face death,
To leave the crowd, with bated breath.
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They told me you are saved,
You will always be saved,
Do what you want to do,
You are saved.
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Words of Fire,
Words of Power,
With the force of a steam train,
With the speed of a bullet,
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Where my treasure shall I store,
What shall it serve me,
If I place it behind a locked door,
What good would that be.
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All creation tells the story,
Of a great King full of glory,
The master of all the earth,
He who ordained its birth.
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You are not just a city,
You are more than that,
Much, much more,
For you are the very heart of God.
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These fields were once nice places,
Today just a quagmire of mud,
Devoid of all their graces,
Sodden with youths own life blood.
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In a stable, He is born,
Do you not see Him?
Look as they lay their gifts before Him,
The once and forever King.
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Come follow me,
This stranger did say,
Great wonders you shall see,
Each and every day.
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They shall despise thee for my name,
Thy love for me on them shall grate,
For this, thee shall be given blame,
On thee, they shall place their hate.
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15.

Look at their god’s,
Made of wood and clay,
Gilded with gold and silver,
Adorned with precious stones.
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Lord, You are the reason,
In You Lord is my purpose,
It is for you that I live,
You and You alone shall I serve.
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As I sat on the shore,
I just knew there had to be more,
More than what I could see,
Other places where I need to be.
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Another sunny afternoon,
Everyone is off to the beach,
Everyone except me,
I’m at work and it is out of my reach.
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I am on the left,
You are on the right,
Of sense we are bereft,
Oh and how we like to fight.
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Unrequited love,
The most painful love of all,
To love and not be noticed,
Was there ever a nobler thing.
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Steven Reeve Biography

My greatest influence in becoming a poet was my love of language and the way I could express myself, my maternal grandmother who also loved to write at one time was another inspiration.)

The Best Poem Of Steven Reeve

A Poem For Passover

Born a carpenter,
He died a King,
With His blood,
He cancelled our sin.

Betrayed by a friend,
The Devil did send,
Before the Roman He was brought,
Because of the love He taught.

Are you a king, they did say? ,
I AM what I AM He did pray,
Mocked and stripped,
Beaten and whipped.

They carried Him to death,
On the third day He took breath,
From the tomb He took His leave,
So that all could believe.

To Heaven He did rise,
Where he received his prize,
Seated at His Fathers right hand,
Soon to judge the whole land.

Good shall win,
Death to all sin,
Through the Son,
The battle is already won.

Steven Reeve Comments

Duane 25 August 2019

Have u got a email mate

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Zie Marquez 10 October 2010

A very beautiful poem! I love it!

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