At The Pool Of Bethesda Poem by Royston Allen

At The Pool Of Bethesda



I've been lying here for another year
feeling left all alone in my great fear.
So perhaps this time? You can never tell
Maybe it is my turn to be made well.

What's all the commotion that I can hear?
and why is this man coming over here?
It looks like He's heading towards my way.
and what is this that I've just heard him say?

'Do you want healing? ', To me He just said
Then 'Arise, walk now and take up your bed.'
Is this true and can it really be
that this great man is going to heal me?

Then entering this poor body of mine
came such wondrous healing from the Divine.
No angel was required, no water stirred
just from this man came the commanding word.

Then limbs for years that were lifeless and dead
became alive at the words that He said.
Then I could stand up to my great delight
and others witnessed the amazing sight.

The leaders said that this should never be.
For it was on the Sabbath He'd healed me
and I did not know the wonderful name
of this great Man who to Bethesda came.

So then I went to the temple to pray
and met Him again I am glad to say.
Then I found out His name and He told me
to stop sinning or much worse things would be.

So back to the leaders I went to tell
that it was Jesus who had made me well.
Why He had healed me, I can't really say
but I'm so glad that he healed me that day.



John 5: 1-15—The Healing at the Pool of Bethesda
Written after a chat with my bedridden sister Irene.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: healing
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John 5: 1-15
Some time later, Jesus went up to Jerusalem for one of the Jewish festivals. Now there is in Jerusalem near the Sheep Gate a pool, which in Aramaic is called Bethesda and which is surrounded by five covered colonnades. Here a great number of disabled people used to lie - the blind, the lame, the paralysed. One who was there had been an invalid for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him lying there and learned that he had been in this condition for a long time, he asked him, ‘Do you want to get well? '

‘Sir, ' the invalid replied, ‘I have no one to help me into the pool when the water is stirred. While I am trying to get in, someone else goes down ahead of me.'

Then Jesus said to him, ‘Get up! Pick up your mat and walk.' At once the man was cured; he picked up his mat and walked.

The day on which this took place was a Sabbath, and so the Jewish leaders said to the man who had been healed, ‘It is the Sabbath; the law forbids you to carry your mat.'

But he replied, ‘The man who made me well said to me, 'Pick up your mat and walk.''

So they asked him, ‘Who is this fellow who told you to pick it up and walk? '

The man who was healed had no idea who it was, for Jesus had slipped away into the crowd that was there.

Later Jesus found him at the temple and said to him, ‘See, you are well again. Stop sinning or something worse may happen to you.' 15 The man went away and told the Jewish leaders that it was Jesus who had made him well.


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