Vow of Resurrection
How my own trespasses grip this weary heart
That deep pauses of meditation fill the quiet—
And I am reminded about One Love bestowed on me
Upon a Calvary of thorns , a death paying all sins
Linking me with a vow of resurrection.
Somehow I reach into an inner core … there,
A Lamb’s blood cleanses all self's offenses,
While a gentle presence drifts within
Like the stroke of Jesus’ unseen hands,
Flowing gleaming around towards me:
And I bow in humility, in renewed grace,
His whispers yearn ---‘ forgive them
for they do not know what they do---"
this spirit affirming His glory which imparts
in me a clear pursuit of earthly kindliness;
giving honor to myself, brethren, and the Lord.
…………
0/08/2019
For Chantelle Anne Cooke’s Rising of The Son Contest
Reference: Luke 23:34
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