Woe Is Me - Poem by Royston Allen
In the most holiest of places dwells He
unapproachable by the likes of me.
None may stand before Him or dare draw near
For He's Omnipotent and His name is Fear.
The temple was shaken and filled with smoke
and I trembled there as the Lord God spoke.
'Woe is me; ' I said, 'For I am undone'
'for my eyes have seen the Almighty One'
Then He touched my tongue with a coal of fire
cleansing me and filling me with desire.
'Whom shall I send? ' I heard the Lord God cry
'Send me my Lord, send me, ' came my reply.
When He had touched my tongue I began to speak
of the One Who came to earth my soul to seek.
My heart had been renewed and began to beat
as there in Christ alone I stood complete.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord, high and exalted, seated on a throne; and the train of his robe filled the temple. Above him were seraphim, each with six wings: With two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying. And they were calling to one another:
'Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty;
the whole earth is full of his glory.'
At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke.
'Woe to me! ' I cried. 'I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the Lord Almighty.'
Then one of the seraphim flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. With it he touched my mouth and said, 'See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for.'
Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, 'Whom shall I send? And who will go for us? '
And I said, 'Here am I. Send me! '
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