Today... 'Belovèd Son'
When up the mountain the disciples went
And as the bright cloud began its' descent
God proclaimed 'This is my Belovèd Son'
'He is My Servant and the Chosen One'
From Excellent Glory the Holy One
Said 'I am pleased with my Belovèd Son'
For He did not quarrel or even shout
a smouldering flax He did not snuff out
'I know what I shall do' His Father said
'I will send My Belovèd Son instead
Surely the people will never reject
Instead they'll treat My Son with great respect'
But the men despised God's Belovèd Son
At Calvary the dreadful deed was done
'Let us kill Him' they said taking their stance
to rid Him and get His inheritance
Saying 'We won't have Him reign over us'
And they crucified him there upon a cross
But the stone that the builder rejected
Became the Capstone by all respected
Sacrificing His life at Calvary
Bearing sins committed by you and me
There justice led forward in victory
And ascended with honour and glory
Now in heaven He sits upon the throne
Claims the eternal kingdom as His own
and there resounding from everyone
Praise and worship to God's Belovèd Son
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Poet's Notes about The Poem
And suddenly a voice came from heaven, saying, 'This is My beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased.'
Matthew 12: 18-20
Behold my servant, whom I have chosen; my beloved, in whom my soul is well pleased: I will put my spirit upon him, and he shall show judgment to the Gentiles. He will not quarrel or cry out; no one will hear his voice in the streets. A bruised reed he will not break, and a smouldering wick he will not snuff out, till he leads justice to victory.
Matthew 17: 5
While he was still speaking, behold, a bright cloud overshadowed them; and suddenly a voice came out of the cloud, saying, 'This is My beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased. Hear Him! '
Luke 20: 13
'Then the owner of the vineyard said, ‘What shall I do? I will send my beloved son. Probably they will respect him when they see him.'
2 Peter 1: 17
For He received from God the Father honour and glory when such a voice came to Him from the Excellent Glory: 'This is My beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased.'
The Bible calls You by many names
each one giving a glimpse of Your glory.
Like a cut diamond radiating in the sun
with every facet depicting an aspect
of Your Divine Nature.
Today I have thought of You as
'God's Belovèd Son'
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