The Messiah Poem by Nikolai Curtis

The Messiah



Let me tell you a little story
About a baby in Bethlehem
Who rocked the world with his message
Reconciling God himself to Man

It all started in the Garden
When mankind stole some fruit
Sin began its fearful reign
As death followed suit

Eve's seed became corrupted
As mankind discovered age
Mankind struggled for survival
While locked in a stone-shut cage

Mankind and God were separated
Sin kept them apart
But Men rose up in covenant with God
Building Arks, Sacrificing Blood

One of them gave his son
Knowing God will provide a lamb
God rendered him faithful
A new era of faith was born

Israel wrestled onto the scene
Birthing a Nation of Promise
His Sons sold his little boy
Who made them all prosperous

Israel was enslaved in Egypt
Baby boys were being killed
Baby Moses slid by the sword
Who delivered them from their grind

Moses led them to the law
Joshua to the promise land
Israel still found themselves under sin
Judges and Prophets made them stand

Out of Israel came David
A Man after God's own heart
Under his mighty hand he took charge
His Son built God a House

Centuries later Israel Fell
Medes and Babylonians ruled the land
Mankind needed a savior
Israel needed a Messiah

Prophets prophesied for his advent
The Law and Writings spoke his name
But silent was the world for hundreds of years
As the Greeks conquered the Globe with fame

The Romans conquered the world
Killing Every Baby they could find
Much like in the days of Egypt
A baby slid by the sword

God came through a virgin
Delivering the baby of promise
God protected the baby
As men came to give him gifts

His Name is Jesus
Born out of David's Seed
God came to anoint him
As the messiah in time of need

The baby lived to change the world
Being the final lamb slain for the world's sins
The redeemed now can live in their promise land
If they believe on his name for their debt

This is the story of a messiah
Who still lives today
Soon he will return
So the redeemed can reign with him for all eternity!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Freewill Amon 16 February 2013

Wow! I'm wondering now if you're a pastor or just a son of Zion... This is extra-ordinary.

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