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Sunday, March 27, 2016

Easter Poem: The Cross He Bore





Born on a silent night, in a stable manger
Immaculately conceived, he came here as a stranger
He entered the world in a body of a man,
The King of Kings known as the great “I AM”

Wise men came bearing frankincense, gold and myrrh
Small tokens for the pains he was destined to endure
For the son of God, the greatest gift he would give
To one day die, so that mankind may live

He performed miracles to reveal a nature divine
He walked on water, and then turned it to wine
He healed the sick, raised men from the dead
Fed 5000 people with a mere five loaves of bread

For three years, he spoke: love thy neighbor as they self
Give Caesar what is Caesar’s, for God is the greatest wealth
For this is a world of sin, a land of never-ending strife
And he the only escape, the way-the truth-and the life

His people whom he loved plotted to have him killed
A prophesied death, so that the will of God be fulfilled
The only man without sin, the perfect sacrificial lamb
Freedom from evil, so that man may no longer be damned

They beat him, whipped him and treated him with vile scorn
As he lay near dead, they placed on his head a crown of thorns
Then on his bloodied back they placed a heavy wooden cross
To carry up the hill of Calvary, where his life would be lost

 Thunder shed tears, lightning cried; as he stood there crucified
Forsaken by God, he tearfully sighed, looked up and then he slowly died
Covered in blood, covered in sin, covered in man’s death sentence
Opened man’s soul; opened man’s mind; opened up man’s repentance

For the dark brooding original sin of Adam and Eve was gone,
He bore all man’s depravity on that wooden crucifix he died on
And drenched mankind with his cleansing blood of bless
Washing away mankind’s sins for the wages of sin is death

They cloaked and covered his body, and in a somber tomb he lay
For the perfect beloved son of God died that Good Friday
Fear not, however, for on the third day death refrained from repose
Because on that third day, in all God’s glory, Jesus Christ arose

Jesus Christ came to this earth with a mission to save
He loved man such much that he bore man’s grave
And died for man on a cross on the hill of Calvary
And rose on the third day so that man may be free

Accept him in the deepest bosom of your soul and heart
The world is maddening chaos, with him it is beautiful art
And he’ll restore you from the grasp of sin’s replevin
So that one day, you’ll live with him in the skies of heaven






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