EASTER TIDE
Christ becoming a man
His sinless life,He gave
Far and wide,these truths we forthtell
in our joyful hallel,
these songs of Easter praise now heard,
we proclaim the Gospel word.
Gold is such an awesome word
many seek it for all their days
but it eludes the vast majority
no matter their efforts it stays
Poetically with your pen in hand
you ponder many a thought
so to bring forth insightful lines
such a gift can't be bought
In the scriptures a class writer
one such King David was so
the Psalms were his delight
prophetical his words high or low
Being a Scot read much of Burns
a famous bard he did forthtell
packed so much in his short life
so inspirationally rings a bell
Looking at life's direction
finding your golden thread
that's your goal at the end
pen in hand this you were bred
(This piece was written based on
the poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay"
BY ROBERT FROST)
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
HYMNODY
We sing a song of Easter praise
in Hallelujahs raised,
of thankfulness for grace-filled days
with lifted hands,always.
We witness today,His good news
on a tree,slain for us,
rememberance of His stripes and pain
in that death,we live again.
A Comforter,for one and all
empowers,if we call,
close by,at hand,within us now
as,in worship,we bow.
Far and wide,these truths we forthtell
in our joyful hallel,
these songs of Easter praise now heard,
we tell the Gospel word.
Note:(ichthys), or XIesoûs Khristós, Theoû Huiós, Sot?r;translates into English as 'Jesus Christ, Son of God, Savior'
We sing a song of Easter praise
in Hallelujahs raised,
of thankfulness for grace-filled days
with lifted hands,always.
We witness today,His good news
on a tree,slain for us,
rememberance of His stripes and pain
in that death,we live again.
A Comforter,for one and all
empowers,if we call,
close by,at hand,within us now
as,in worship,we bow.
Far and wide,these truths we forthtell
in our joyful hallel,
these songs of Easter praise now heard,
we tell the Gospel word.
This man born of Zachariah and Elizabeth
who named him John as was told
by Gabriel who stood in presence of God
sent from heaven with a message of gold
Then 30 years later John preached
in the wilderness about the kingdom of God
emphasising the need for people to repent
as he prepared the way for the Lord
Many people came to John in the Jordan
to be baptised confessing their sins
but seeing Jesus he pointed to God's lamb
for his forgiveness came from the king
Jesus summed up John's life well
in John, no one born has been greater
than this humble man sent to forthtell
for he stood faithfully being no traitor
We sing a song of Easter praise
in Hallelujahs raised,
of thankfulness for grace-filled days
with lifted hands,always.
We witness today,His good news
on a tree,slain for us,
rememberance of His stripes and pain
in that death,we live again.
A Comforter,for one and all
empowers,if we call,
close by,at hand,within us now
as,in worship,we bow.
Far and wide,these truths we forthtell
in our joyful hallel,
these songs of Easter praise now heard,
we tell the Gospel word.
Dreamed a dream,upsetting his close kin,
The arrogance of youth,not the greatest sin;
Banished to a land,many miles south
Favoured by the Lord, with interpretations in his mouth;
A career like ,a roller coaster ride,
Oft-times than not,upon the winning side;
Joseph,older now,and full of wise counsel,
His early dream evolving exactly as he did forthtell.
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