Kneeling At The Feet Of Jesus

A Poem by Aries1984

An older piece I wrote as a parody of one of my favorite hymns.

Kneeling at the feet of Jesus
There I weep on bended knee
For that place which is so precious
There He shed His blood for me.

There I lay down all my burdens
There I give up all of me
Kneeling at the feet of Jesus
There is grace that set me free.

Kneeling at the feet of Jesus
There is room for broken hearts
Wounded people from all four corners
Come and lay down their broken parts.

Healing flows down from that valley
All their tears are wiped away
Kneeling at the feet of Jesus
Join with my knees down to pray.

When I reach that place of peace
After the days old battle is fought
There I rest in perfect ease
For my soul has just been bought.

From there I look down at my past
See all the death surrounding me
By His blood I'm won at last
By that grace at Calvary.

© 2016 Aries1984

Author's Note

I was brought up on traditional gospel music. And while heading home today 1/6/16 from a family outing, I was listening to one of my favorite old time gospel hymns called Sitting At The Feet Of Jesus. This is one of the hymns I constantly return to, after having a frustrating day or when I'm reminded about the fact that I need to make God time in my life.

So when I wrote my parody-like poem, I imagined that place of peace and intimacy in my mind. Often times, it's hard to really place yourself literally into something that would be better to experience in actuality. So the best that I could do is just put into wording what that place, kneeling at the feet of Jesus, actually looks like to me. What it feels like to me.

So today I just happened to listen to the song on my iPod on my way home and I just remembered my poem to it that I wrote back in May of 2004. Below are the lyrics to the actual hymn. I also posted the video of my favorite version of this hymn, so please feel free to take a listen to it.

Sitting at the feet of Jesus,
Oh, what words I hear Him say!
Happy place! so near, so precious!
May it find me there each day;
Sitting at the feet of Jesus,
I would look upon the past;
For His love has been so gracious,
It has won my heart at last.

Sitting at the feet of Jesus,
Where can mortal be more blest?
There I lay my sins and sorrows,
And, when weary, find sweet rest;
Sitting at the feet of Jesus,
There I love to weep and pray;
While I from His fullness gather
Grace and comfort every day.

Bless me, O my Savior, bless me,
As *I sit low at Thy feet
Oh, look down in love upon me,
Let me see Thy face so sweet;
Give me, Lord, the mind of Jesus,
Keep me holy as He is;
May I prove I’ve been with Jesus,
Who is all my righteousness.

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ranscan

I don't believe this is a "parody", it might be a "hommage" or respectful imitation of the hymn or song listed in the author's notes. This work does read as a competent companion to the religious ideology and carries many of the same emotional cues.
The structure is sound, the stanzas do present a variance on a recurring theme, however the flow suffers from the lack of punctuation, which would assist the reader in pausing to contemplate the phrasing and ideas presented.
The rhyming scheme is kept through out the piece, however the use of "me" three times in the rhyme is a weakness.
The imagery is clear, as is the narrative, except in this line "Join with my knees down to pray. ".
Yet all in all it is a good piece, and regardless of the subject represented there in, it has aspects of applied written arts.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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7 Years Ago

Thank you for taking the time to read it and for a constructive review.

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Leslie Philibert

This is not a parody, and I don`t think you understand what a a parody is, it implies a critical element that I can`t find here.This is a re-write of a text that probably needs no changes.
Not for me, sorry.