Best Son Of Man Poems
Forty-four years ago, a weekday afternoon altar call started to pull me out from the noise of this world. Your patience taught me out of ignorance and forgave me in trespass. Started to understand your passion when your father blessed me with my own son. The borrowed thorn from Paul’s side becomes our own cross to bare Jacob’s ladder. I just wanted to know the truth and it was given to me on the way to the life.
Six thousand years from Eden,
Gethsemane’s blood
still whispers of your Ghost.
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Written: 07.08.20 — 07.12.20
Contest: My Faith
Sponsor: Regina Riddle
Adam was the first man,
perfectly made
But he did not have a godly nature
to resist the supreme tempter,
Satan
Adam left us, his children, a legacy of sin
Disobedience wrought devastation,
and death became mankind's unwelcome friend
Who in the world can save us
from the clutches of death?
Who in the world can deliver us
from taking our last breath?
Son of Man,
yes, the Son of Man can
Son of Man,
the second Adam
Adam was a living soul,
unable to stop death from overpowering him
Dust to dust,
back to the grave
Lord, we needed someone
who had the power to save
Son of Man,
heavenly made
He had the power to defeat death,
He had the power to save from the grave
The second Adam
was given dominion over all things
He made death impotent:
O death, where is your sting?
Son of Man,
yes, the Son of Man
has the quickening spirit
Life giving, soul saving spirit
Singing everlasting life, can you hear it?
Son of Man
Get to know who He is
Learn everything about Him
that you can
I lived most my life ~ trying to hide the sin that made me who I am
worse part I’d do it all again ~ rather than being seen as this sham
By
David Kavanagh
Left a heavenly kingdom
To live on earth as a humble servant
He was obedient unto death
Even the death of the cross
Devoted blessed kind
Perfect and awesome sacrifice of love
Divine Glorious Hallowed Dedicated Holy
Worthy of infinite Honor and Praise
Belongs to Him who is Inviolable
Reverence and respect due Him
Who is soon to come
With agape love for all humanity
Reverence and bow down before
The Son Of Man
Lazarus was dead for only a few days
Nothing could wake him it says
not even the tears and the weeping
even the loud groaning and moaning
with his final breath he blew out his candle
He was sealed in a tomb
like a prisoner in chains
sentenced to solitary confinement
All seemed lost like a sinking ship
Yet a man of miracles the Son of Man
travelled from heaven to earth
to save and heal pain and suffering
Without a touch with just three words
The Son of Man released Lazarus
Angels rejoiced
Mountains raised their voices
Nature rose from the dead of sleep
What was easy for Him was a miracle to us
And in the excitement what is never said
Never seen was His grin even a chuckle
Lazarus was untied we were untied
Everything changed forever
THE CLOUDS BURST WITH GOLDEN LIGHTS DRIPPING FROM SKY
AS QUICK AS A LIGHTNING COMES THE SON OF MAN
CLOTHED WITH GLORY AND POWER
WITH MYRIADS AND MYRIADS OF ANGELS BEHIND
WITH ROBE AS WHITE AS SNOW
TO FREE THE SAINTS FROM THIS WORLD'S TORMENT
AND TO GIVE EVIL THEIR PUNISHMENT
WHAT WILL YOU SAY?
WHAT WILL YOU DO?
WILL YOU STILL BE A SINNER?
OR WILL YOU BE A SAINT? THATS TRUE
WHEN YOU STAND BEFORE THE THROWN
WHAT WILL BE YOUR EXCUSE?
YOU CANNOT TELL HIM YOU DIDN'T KNOW
DO NOT DELAY TURN TO GOD TODAY.
A fascinating reality
my soul seems to dig up
from the valley of the desire to know –
The obsession of inquisitiveness:
How that all things are segregated
by the malleable wall of curiosity
There is a fraction of things in the world
labeled all over with “stop”
My heart must no longer crave
Or seek to understand;
Oh son of man, flee for your life
‘Twas curiosity that killed the cat
But you say, how about these?
Can my thirst, not some answers get?
Oh really, my friend:
take a step or two but not three
Lest you weary your spirit
And curiosity may just kill the cat
The earth in its fullness
perhaps leaves us some choice
Only look around with a bigger lens
and you would stumble on such entities
where questions can spread some more
For curiosity may never kill this cat
I consider thy works
O lord of the universe
And behold, an unraveling:
The clinging of the discerning
to what must be searched out
Yea, curiosity will never kill this cat
So, learn the meaning thereof
and follow the path of the elders
For there are ways that seem right
Indeed some are; but some are not
And others ask for caution
So go with wisdom
on the path of curiosity
Judge me if you want to
the devil on my shoulder is one of your own making
you live through me
through the cliches of the worlds three perfect stages
the holes in the plot of phase one
of what i crave most to inform myself
the logic of the puzzle of action for reaction
and an angel of choices i seem to be offered
where the path of least resistance seems to help me out
Obsessive compulsive
music lists
genius at shopping
thye beliefs you feed me
the soultrain im waiting
the dance of destiny
the right shoe untied
the two left feet
I do what i see
what im told
what i think is right
lie when i have to
not because i am evil
but to save my skin
or because there is too much at risk to sacrifice
Its not entirely your fault for me be claimed to impertfections
i forgive you your trespasses
but i refuse to keep playing the victom
eclectic
forever eclectic
pulling in pieces of you
to build my safe have on a puzzle
for there to be light in the darkness
the way i want thing
my utopia
what i weant
even if its a lie
Obsessive compulsive shopping
row by row
reading movie by movie
tle and artist of every cd
looking at every gam
and walking through the clothes line
the things you might find in the fragrance section
after all the games and lives you have bought for your
entertainment
to smell like a god when you watch
the scenes of what has gone wrong
with what we wanted
so back to the start of where we fall apart
the mirrors o seven clocks
and the recyled dreams of the obsessive compulsive
son of man
Stormy cloudy day
Offset by intense sunbeam
No corpse in the tomb
I wonder what it was like in the
days of Adam and Eve…
The fellowship they had until the day
they had to leave.
What a blessing it must have been
to have a Godly communion…
As they were joined together
in a Godly union…
Their love for God must have been
evident and strong.
Until the day sin crept in
where it didn’t belong.
Satan. The serpent… Told them that
they would become “wise…”
Soon afterward, they realized
it was a bunch of lies…
They were cast out of a beautiful
and wonderful place.
But were within the reach
of God’s unlimited grace!
From Eve’s seed, would one day
be born the Messiah and king.
Whom… One day… Shall rule as
Lord of everything!
This fellowship between God and
man can be YOURS today!
Please listen to the words
our savior has to say!
Because of Jesus’ sacrifice on
the cross… You are invited!
Won’t you come to HIM now?
Your future has been provided!
By Jim Pemberton
12/17/10
It must have been a wonderful thing
The sight the Shepherds must have seen,
When they beheld the New Born King
While following the East Star Gleam
To three Kings it was foretold,
Traveled across the desert scene
With incense, myrrh and Gold
They knelt before the Son of Man,
With gifts that they did hold
Knowing he was the King of the Land
I am the son of man
DAMN!
This cruel cruel and virulent race
I am the son of man
DAMN!
Destroying this beautiful place
I am the son of man
DAMN!
Waging war and killing the innocent
I am the son of man
DAMN!
We need to change and go into recovery
To be a race we can be proud of
That lives in harmony and peace
We need to transcend and to evolve
So our spirits can finally be released
From this self created suffering.
son of man
oh you got power
you rule with
great authorities
you are in charge
of a lot innocent
minds
no wonder you
don't listen
not even to God
no wonder you see
yourself equal to God
no wonder your hands
are wash in blood
oh son of man
change your ways
son of man
corruption
brutality
destruction
killing
starving
jailing
inflation
hardship
tears of pains
you keep on and on
is this all you worth
is this all you value
is this all you know
oh son of man
change your ways
your ways are our
nightmare
son of man
our days are dark
our prayers are withhold
is like we worth nothing
cos the son of man
is no more human
he sit in his worlds
of lies
where he alter commands
of destruction
he got friends
but that don't help him better
nothing
oh son of man
how much wrong
will make you change
oh son of man
change your ways
for soon you will
start to run
but truly I
wonder where will you
run to oh
son of man
He was nailed on the cross, To show His love not only to the sinners, But even to the righteous of Israel and beyond.
His blood is our saviour and His word is our life,
The son of man. He saved us from sin to live a blameless life, And took our burden to set us free. Had it not been His blood we would have died sinners, And swallowed by the world like Dathan! His love is sweet more than honey, And His blood is far better than all, The son of man.