Dr John Celes
Good Friday Again - Poem by Dr John Celes
The Son of God, a man, Jesus is dead!
Until the last, he was misunderstood;
Despite his sufferings, he kept his head;
His lifeless body hangs on cross’ wood!
He came to earth as per His Father’s bid;
A holy life, well-Scriptured, he had lived;
On earth, so many miracles, he did;
He forgave sinners and devils, he rid!
He showed mankind the greatness of God’s love;
He spent a sinless life white as a dove;
He spoke to His Father in heaven above;
The temple has been destroyed by men now!
He stood steadfast despite his many odds;
Apart from him, there were no other gods;
The world reproached him and he shunned awards;
To pure of heart, he waits to give rewards!
He braved the hilly way to Calvary bare-feet;
He bore the cross of mankind’s sinful heat;
He suffered ignominy, none dare meet;
He’ll come again to sieve the chaff from wheat!
His Father’s will, he obeyed till the last;
His name and glory are not things of past;
Of ship of Christianity, he was mast;
His win o’er death made all devils aghast!
The sun turned dark and did not give out light;
The angry earth shook as if with all might;
The blood of Christ had soaked the earth on site;
The place of skull looked dim though day, like night!
His body in a tomb for three days lay;
He’ll come again alive upon third day;
His divinity then will have its say;
He is true man and God, truth, life and way!
Today, the hearts of Christians appear sad;
The modern world in heinous sin looks bad;
Devils are rampant, making men more mad;
Jesus will resurrect to make us glad!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 29-03-2013
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