Sunday 27 March 2011

FIRSTBORN


When Jesus entered His own universe
Nature acknowledged Him.  His birth-star came;
The silenced winds and waves were not perverse,
Heeding the Firstborn of creation’s claim.

But men refused Him.  They would give no room
To Jesus.  In their hatred He was led
To judgement and to death.  But though His tomb
Was sealed He rose as Firstborn from the dead.

Seeing His purposes let praise be sung
To God who from eternity designed
That Christ should be the Firstborn One among
The many brethren suited to His mind.       

1 comment:

  1. You are quite the talented (blessed) poet! I love the rhyming, and especially...the words.

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