sean wright Poems
|2.||Nature's Parables: Winter||2/7/2008|
|3.||The Song Of The Silent Swan||2/7/2008|
|4.||To The Queen Of Heaven||2/10/2008|
|5.||Seeking Pleasure, Finding Pain||2/10/2008|
|7.||The World Is Full Of Double Beds...||2/10/2008|
|8.||Heroic Poem In Praise Of Wine (Abridged)||2/10/2008|
|9.||The Gift Of The Muse||2/10/2008|
|10.||Nature's Parables: Death||2/10/2008|
|11.||A Song Of Sweetness||2/10/2008|
|12.||Culture Of Death||2/10/2008|
|13.||Seeking Spiritual Direction||2/7/2008|
|14.||The Hound Of Heaven||2/10/2008|
|15.||Noah's Ark; Adventures On The Ark||2/7/2008|
|16.||The Gift Of Time||2/10/2008|
|17.||When Jesus Came To Birmingham||2/10/2008|
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When Jesus Came To Birmingham
When Jesus Came to Birmingham
When Jesus came to Golgotha, they hanged Him on a tree,
They drove great nails through hands and feet, and made a Calvary;
They crowned Him with a crown of thorns, red were His wounds and deep,
For those were crude and cruel days, and human flesh was cheap.
When Jesus came to Birmingham, they simply passed Him by.
They would not hurt a hair of Him, they only let Him die;
For men had grown more tender, and they would not give Him pain,
They only just passed down the street, and left Him in the rain.
Still Jesus cried, ...
To The Queen Of Heaven
To the Queen of Heaven
There is no rose without a piercing thorn,
And shadow closely cleaves to radiant light;
And though for life and love we have been born,
Our life’s a struggle, love our painful plight.
But you are light alone and my life’s breath,
And for you daily my love tender grows;