My Born Again Birthday! Poem by Denis Martindale

When I was but a little lad, I went to Sunday School
And there I learnt not to be bad, obeying every rule.
Alas, I learnt that all had sinned and sinners go to Hell,
But then my teacher gently grinned, with God's Good News to tell.
To think, God sent His only Son to visit Planet Earth,
So that each lost soul could be won who recognised Christ's worth.
For only He could sacrifice His holy life for us,
To help us find God's Paradise, yes, only He, Jesus!
I sat amazed to hear He died upon a cross of wood
And suddenly I realised that only He was good.
No sin had He against His Name, no selfish act as such,
In fact, He only had one aim, to serve and not to judge.
That's why God sent Him to the Cross, for only He could go,
To suffer all, endure the loss, so that all men would know.
Made perfect by His suffering, God raised Him from His tomb,
His precious Priest, His Sovereign King and answer to death's gloom!
And there I was, upon that day, when I was born again,
The moment I began to pray, that second there, right then.
New life was granted unto me, eternity and more,
Such that I have God's clemency, His Pardon, that's for sure.
To each his own, his special time, for his revelation,
When doubts subside, as truths sublime, grant joy and celebration.
A thousand poems have been penned, from that day on till now.
For I have found the Sinner's Friend and all God will allow.
My words have spread across the globe, in books and on TV,
To prophesy how Christ brings hope for sinners just like me.
Whose Spirit fills us to the brim with blessings from above,
If we would boast, let's boast of Him, of Calvary's King of Love.


Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2013.