Portrait Of A Savior - Poem by Connie Faust
Hands once raised in supplication
Pierced with nails of cruelty
Knees that knelt before the Father
Rendered helpless on a tree
Brow once knit in concentration
Wanting naught but Father's will
Bleeding from a thorny crown
Bowed to love's directive still
Feet that walked on dusty pathways
Leading him to destiny
Now wounded, torn and crippled
Stained with blood at Calvary
This, a picture of my Savior
Forsaken and alone was He
Beaten, suffering, crushed and dying
Jesus hung upon that tree
Burden of all mankind's sin
Held Him there in agony
Magnificent, His tender heart
Stilled by love for you and me
But He was pierced for our transgressions,
He was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
and by his wounds we are healed.
Isaiah 53: 5, NIV
Poet's Notes about The Poem
That is a very simple explanation to say that each person must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of those who seek him. The reward to someone who prays to receive Jesus Christ into his or her life is salvation from sin and eternal life with him now, extending into heaven when he or she dies.
May you recognize the truth of His message and turn to Jesus in repentance today. ' To everyone that believes, he gives the power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe in his name.'
Comments about Portrait Of A Savior by Connie Faust
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.