Beautiful Jesus
I wrote this poem when I was reading the book of revelation pertaining to Jesus Christ.
The Son of man came riding on the clouds
At his appearing the kings of the earth bowed
He was arrayed in His finest robe as a guest
And had a girdle of gold about His breast
His head and hair as white as crystals of snow
All could see His iridescent halo in the glow
His eyes flashed like flames of fire
Dazzling the admiring heavenly choir
His feet like fine brass
One of a celestial class
His voice as the sound of a roaring ocean
Majestic and Powerful, in a state of raging motion
In His right hand are seven stars
Glittering like heaven’s road afar
Out of His mouth went a sharp two-edged sword
With His sword He overcame, for he is Lord
His countenance was like the sun of gold
Too bright and blazing for mortal eyes to behold
Heaven and earth too shall all pass
He remains Alpha and Omega, the First and Last
I am Alpha and Omega, the first and the last: and, What thou seest, write in a book-Rev 1:11a
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