Elizabeth: My God Is Fullness
Exultation of motherhood to her it seems denied
to live in shame till her old age be saved,
Loyal to Yahweh, she remain humble of heart
proven to be the instrument to craft the holy art -
In her public disgrace, she was comforted and blessed,
in the detail of faith - into her, it was displayed;
Zealous to what she believe, ranked her among the few
to witness the salvation - to - outweigh the law;
Across the hills of Judah perhaps rumors of her ringed
barren women inkling with jealousy sting
But unto her it is the glory of the Most High -
to share in Christ's appointed day, no reason to sigh,
Entailed though, she was not just the Baptist's mother
but a woman of purpose, to show Israel the wonder
The seems impossible has proven to be true
that patience after all is a virtue;
Hear then to her tale of religious experience
what we need to attain spiritual prudence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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