Best Pentecost Poems
Gifted us with tongues of fire
Holy Spirit* empowerment never tires
And the Spirit Danced
You were there when the light first shone -
You were there when the wind began to blow -
And you hovered above the dark earth
Then you swept across the face of the empty waters
You were there!
You were there in Nazareth
When a young girl, young girl said “Yes”
You were there in a quiet stable
To hear the first cry of Emmanuel
You were there!
You were there on a Sunday morning
When you rushed in without warning
Tongues of fire in a mighty windstorm
The first shout of the church newborn
You were there!
And the Spirit danced leaping up in wild fire
Before our eyes – God’s great surprise!
And the Spirit danced in living fire
The world has never been the same since the Spirit
Danced!
Our inner parts have begun to yearn,
For the blowing of the trumpet’s sound.
The plantings, for which we did mourn,
Will soon give bounty from the ground.
Filled to the full with Jerusalem’s flock,
The temple energizes with exaltation.
Satisfied with honey out of the rock,
Judea enjoys the finest wheat to satisfaction.
Paul’s stay at Ephesus had been at length,
So a trip to Jerusalem he did make up.
He had to “Sing aloud unto God our strength,
Make a joyful noise unto the God of Jacob.”*
So Paul set sail back across the sea,
For, at the City of David, his heart must be.
* ref: Ps. 81:1
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Entry For Brian Strand's Pentecost Acts 2.1-4
Tribute To Christ Our Lord
{Amen}
Veni
sancte
spiritus-
power from on
high
When you left us
I saw how the clouds parted,
rent curtains,
as you cleared earth’s
drossy smear,
and passed into a heaven
bright beyond
my wildest imagining.
Bereft, fearful, we
shut tight the door
against wolves’ howling
and waited for you
to keep your promise.
At first it was a whisper,
the sea-ward wind
prying loose our
weak walls,
but soon the song rose, until
its power overwhelmed us
with chords of faith,
and, afire at last,
we spoke!
H oly Spirit on us fall
O nce,and for all
P ower in the wind & fire
E mpowerment that will never tire
O Lord you have examined my heart
and know everything about me
you changed my life the way that it should be
as far as the east is from the west up into the heavens or into the depths of the sea
wherever I go your Spirit will always be with me
you carved me in the palm of your hand
and in your presence I will forever stand
we praise you in everything that we do
all Glory Honor and Praise belongs to you
forever and ever Amen.
taken from the first line of psalm 139.
Parler en d’autre langues im Gott der Geiste
Ecstatically, I will elaborate.
Not knowing Joel’s visions you suppose
That we are drunk this morn. Don’t be enticed.
Evaluate... wine does not cause this trait.
Commitment to this cause that overthrows
Our roaring lion leads us on. As Christ
So sacrificed for us, we imitate.
Two seven two two octal bits in rows.
Notes on "Pentecost":
The first line starts out in French (English translation = "Speaking in other
languages") and ends in German (English = "in God, the Spirit").
In the last line, the 4 octal numbers (when broken down to binary) have a
sequence of 1’s that form a Roman cross, i.e.
2 = 0 1 0
7 = 1 1 1
2 = 0 1 0
2 = 0 1 0
This was inspired 'picture-message' that was beamed into space by the Arecibo
radio telescope in 1974, with the idea that mathematics would be the ultimate
language.
That Pentecost Sunday in Owo
As worshippers assembled
For the rain of Holy Spirit
Men of the underworld
Wielding the tools of their ungodly trade
Rained satanic bombs and bullets on innocent congregants
And two scores lay dead
While many more injured
Leaving families devastated
Dreams brutally cut short
And reign of fear foisted on
The hitherto peaceful community
All in the name of extremism
And misguided religiosity
What a sacrilege in God’s temple?
What a desecration of His sanctuary?
What an audacious confrontation with God
In His terrestrial abode?
The wicked will never go unpunished
Vengeance is of the lord
At His time they will reap
The fruit of their wickedness
Imbued with wisdom of the Holy Ghost
who drifted down with blessings upon them
day fifty post-Resurrection Sunday,
Apostles, inspired, spoke in many tongues
for gifts of Baptism Christ had affirmed.
Each year on Whitsun-Pentecost, we meet
to praise and share that holy wisdom too.
Alive with deep belief in hearts and souls,
we pray for blessings from the Holy Ghost
for gifts of growth in this, our Christian faith.
Sandra M. Haight
i
"I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith ... Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace."
ii
Paul prayed in Ephesus for the Ephesians who were in an infant CHRISTian church. My 1973/1984 ZONDERVAN (US edition) of the NIV (New International Version of the Bible) only capitalizes Spirit, not "he" for God. In a way this is consonant with the Gospels (John chapter 14, is the best corollary): that Jesus said it is best He leave earth, and intercede for humanity at the Father's Right Hand, while the Holy Spirit will continue the teaching He (Jesus) had begin. It is true we live in the ongoing Pentecost (Acts, chapters 1-2) which is the Age of the Holy Spirit since Jesus ascended after some 40 days after crucifixion and Resurrection (Easter). 49 days after "Easter" we celebrate the birth of the church in the holiday you may know as PENTECOST SUNDAY.
III
I will continue this poem-prayer in the next Post, today, "INNER BEING strength 2." Thank you for your encouraging visits and/or comments. Shalom, shalom {[Peace]}
Fifty days after Easter Sunday
Mother Mary and the twelve apostles
Gathered together for a feast with bottles of wine
They celebrated a Jewish festival at this time
This was the fifteenth day, they say
Of Passover
It was proclaimed that a rush of wind
Filled the house there they all hushed
And a fire about their tongues resting over each head and descended;
this promise that was sent from God through the prophet Joel
to all that attended
Then through the streets went the apostles
To preach to all the crowds that came for the festival
Not only the apostles preached for good will
but by miracle native languages were spoken
Then on came Peter who was outspoken
He spoke of Jesus and his decent,
that all people to be forgiven and repent for their sins
About three thousand people of all colored skins
Were baptized this day
They gathered in Jerusalem;
Together, they would pray.
They huddled in the upper room
And waited for the Day.
It happened at the Feast of Weeks,
When Pentecost arrived;
A sound like mighty rushing wind:
The Spirit came alive.
Like fire, it rested on each one:
These men, all humble, meek;
The Spirit gave them utterance,
And they began to speak.
From Phrygia, Pamphylia,
From Egypt and Cyrene:
All were amazed; some were perplexed.
They said, “What does this mean?”
See, some discerned that in their midst
A miracle had sprung,
For though they came from all around,
Each heard in his own tongue.
But others were not ready to
Declare it as divine:
“It seems these rubes from Galilee
Have filled themselves with wine!”
And so, with some, it is today:
The news, with joy, received.
But others just hear foolishness;
Their minds remain deceived.
(from Acts 2)
And when the fire alighted
On every obedient head
The reward was in the waiting
Just as the Master said.
For life and joy commission us
Where Earth and Heaven meet
The world will know Your spirit
In the dancing of our feet.
The harmony of language
Every tribe.
Every tongue.
Truth at last is spoken out.
A resounding, Holy gong.
Together we can make this world
a better, fairer place:
For love is colour blind.
True justice knows no race.
Jinjagoliath
31 May 2020
Artwork Credit: Luke Owens @artistluke123