Father, Son And Holy Spirit - Poem by Denis Martindale
You bless the Church worldwide,
Our every prayer, You hear it,
Since Christ was crucified...
That's why disciples preach Good News,
With miracles and signs,
With words of knowledge for the Jews
To serve as their guidelines...
Beyond the apple of Your eye,
Beyond Israel's domain,
You gave the Gentiles reasons why,
They, too, Your love could gain...
That's why a wondrous multitude
From every worldly tribe,
Still reads God's word that was first viewed
By every holy scribe...
Translations scattered everywhere,
Still sharing all God's best,
With prophecies we're meant to share
To north, south, east and west...
A billion souls could yet be saved,
Like ripples spreading out,
Disciples baptised, fully bathed
And cleansed beyond all doubt...
Consider, then, what's left undone,
Be patient, if You can,
For lost souls distant from God's Son,
Yet still within Your plan...
Draw such as these close to Christ's Cross,
Your saving grace to learn,
In Jesus' Name, we ask because,
Time helps them to discern...
This world will share a Golden Age,
A thousand years of grace,
When Jesus Christ rules centre stage,
Such that we see His face...
Yet faith grants now a foretaste here,
Eternal life and more,
When perfect love casts out our fear
And pardon makes us pure...
Without the Saviour's precious love,
This world is lost, indeed,
Upon His Cross, when nailed above,
He chose to stay and bleed...
And then to die, atoning, Lord,
So that God could forgive,
So that this mustn't be ignored,
If we, in Christ, would live...
So many souls we're preaching to,
Good feedback all the time,
With praises rising up to You,
So humble, yet sublime...
The battle is the Lord's, we know,
We merely point the way,
Yet help us, Lord, as on we go,
While on this world we stay...
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2013.
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