The Pearl Of Great Price - Poem by Denis Martindale
The pearl of great price was waiting...
In matchless majesty...
And he had no hesitating,
When he that pearl did see!
The merchant vowed that he would buy
The best that he could find
And so there was no asking why,
No doubt within his mind!
As with a perfect precious girl,
Like Esther in her day,
He fell in love with that pure pearl
And chose not to delay!
He ran to sell his treasures fast,
This best of all to own,
This blessing that was unsurpassed
That in the sea had grown...
When Jesus told the multitudes,
They smiled at what He said,
Because it changed their sullen moods
And thrilled their hearts instead!
To think, God's Kingdom costs much more
That Jesus bled and died,
To save lost souls, both rich and poor,
With love, arms open wide!
Through Calvary we learn so much!
We know that God forgives!
We know God grants His healing touch!
We know Lord Jesus lives!
We know the Holy Spirit shares
Himself with saints on Earth...
That's why the Father hears our prayers...
God knows how much we're worth...
To think, He would not spare His Son!
To think, He let Him die...
To think, through Christ lost souls are won,
Before the end draws nigh...
Thus Heaven waits each child of grace,
Who seeks to serve the King...
And blessed are those that see His face,
For He means everything...
Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2011.
The poem is about Rosalind Peters of
Revelation TV on Sky 581, here in the UK,
who wrote about The Pearl Of Great Price
in her blog on the Revelation TV website.
R Teenz is shown on Revelation TV...
It's presented by Rosalind Peters
here in the UK, as well as featured on
youtube, facebook and myspace...
and on facebook-dot-com/rteenz
and on myspace-dot-com/rteenz
R Teenz poem: tinyurl-dot-com/r-teenz
YOU can watch Revelation TV on Sky UK and
the website's Watch Now Internet connection.
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