This Son Of God

This Son Of God

A Poem by Mark
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Written WHILE I WAS IN CHURCH, in about fifteen minutes, on the flyleaf of a hymnal, as I could find no other paper! I don't feel it complete, and I'd love to see hear it sung, but I don't "DO" music: ANYBODY??

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THIS SON OF GOD

v.1

When the priests to Pilate brought

This Jesus, and of him besought

A verdict, that He might be slain,

Pilate’s heart was rent in twain.

 

By questions and by wife’s dream warned,

Their envious motives seen and scorned;

“I find your rancorous rantings flawed;

“I will not slay This Son Of God!”

 

v. 2

When the Earth began to shake,

And the stones in twain did break;

When the brightness of day went,

And the Veil in twain was rent,

 

Then did the soldiers quake, and rend

Their garments, and to Heaven send

Repentant prayers, in voices awed:

“In truth, this was The Son Of God!”

 

Cho. I

How many folk, throughout the years,

By deeds done, or forgot,

Have moved the Lord to angry tears

For error lived or taught?

 

Do I then sit by needless

Of the Grace my Lord has taught?

Persisting in pain, heedless

Of the Grace His Blood has bought?

 

(This is where I envision the proposed third stanza, which has so far eluded me.)

 

Cho. II

When my life came before Christ,

Did He languish by the side?

Or did He seize my sin foursquare,

Dispelling it as He died?

 

 When Christ’s life comes before me,

What then shall my answer be?

Will I then cowardly slink away,

Or embrace Him, and be free?

(Whether it can made, without substantial rewrite, into a singable hymn, I have begun to doubt, because of my frequently archaic phrasing. But I am content, if it is destined to remain only the beautiful poem it is. I also wonder whether a third stanza is even necessary, as what I hoped to ask in it seems adequately covered in the 2nd Chorus! Maybe only some sort of musical segue? Your input here is much coveted! MARK)

© 2009 Mark




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"Though I do not agree with what you say, I will defend to the death your right to say it."

I'm not a religious person, but I still enjoyed this piece thoroughly. The flow was flawless and a the sentiment was beautiful. It's still lovely to see that some people view their faith as that -- as faith -- rather than as a pedestal.

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3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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"Though I do not agree with what you say, I will defend to the death your right to say it."

I'm not a religious person, but I still enjoyed this piece thoroughly. The flow was flawless and a the sentiment was beautiful. It's still lovely to see that some people view their faith as that -- as faith -- rather than as a pedestal.

Posted 15 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Wow! Mark this is beautiful. Even though you didn't mention until your Author's Note, that you envisioned this poem as a hymn, as I was reading it, I heard music and found myself singing it in my head. However I do not write music but I do believe this would make a beautiful hymn. Hope someone more musical can help you cause I would love to see it happen.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Yes Mark, this would certainly make a nice hymn. I hope someone will put it to music for you.
Even though as Peter did, we will most likely slink away, because of what Jesus did we can still embrace Him and be free,

Posted 15 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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