I didn’t write very much today, but even a busy (in a happy way) day will not hamper my posting at least once per day in April! This poem was partially inspired by this prompt about GIFTS. I am also linking with DVerse OLN today.
As guiltless as when laid in manger-bed,
The Lamb of God, to silent slaughter led,
Amidst such shame, innocence underscored —
My thorn-crowned Lord.
At death itself He has mortally swung,
In my own high-walled life, Jesus has hung
Over my Jericho, a scarlet cord —
My thorn-crowned Lord.
It is a gift to see Him on the cross,
Although my heart does break at pain and loss:
I see He knows my pain, has love outpoured,
My thorn-crowned Lord.
Beautifully composed, I feel your faith.
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This one has great rythm and is a brilliant contemplation of a true gift.
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That is beautiful Jenna. It reflects my own experience too. Some may think it odd that such a sight should comfort us and yet it does.
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Powerfully well constructed hymn to faith -it speaks so strongly…
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A stirring hymn that takes us close to the heart of God.
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Inspired. This would be beautiful in a song!
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I play music, too, so that’s a possibility… So glad you liked it!
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Wonderful!
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Excellent work Jenna! Very well written.
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A strong statement of faith.
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A strong expression of faith. It has the feel and rhythm of a hymn.
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A poem of faith – thank you for sharing.
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No stronger gift can be given.
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Thank you for those beautiful words.
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