A Haiku?

Posted this on Twitter on August 13th (I made it up)

Jesus on the cross, 

Died to become my Saviour,

Living now for Him

The Saviour - My Hope

When darkness seems as black as night,

And worries pierce my soul

The Saviour prays and intercedes,

He comes to make me whole.

When trials abound in every sphere,

And burdens weigh me down,

The Saviour takes me in His hand,

His glory is my crown.

When worldly things pull and press,

And Satan steals my joy.

The Saviour holds me in His arms,

His strength is my alloy.

When sin abounds and fear endures,

Temptations lay me low,

The Saviour comes with gentle words.

"Don't fret, I love you so!"

© Carolyn Davison 4th October 2015

The Bride

Who is this Bride so splendid?

She's been bought with a price.

Her beauty goes beyond the nations

A dear and treasured wife.

Who is this Bride so belovèd?

Who looks upon her Groom, 

As her Saviour and Redeemer,

Conqueror o'er sin's gloom.

Who is this Bride so precious?

More precious than a gem.

Adorned in robes of beauty,

Blessed more than other men.

Who is this Bride so cherished?

Her position is renown. 

She wears not thorns upon her head

But a glorious, jewelled crown.

This Bride is Jesus' people

The ones He came here for.

He became a Sacrifice

To win her,

He became her open door.

Now all who come to God

Come through Jesus, His only Son,

To be adorned in wondrous splendour.

The victory He has won.

Victory over sin and death,

Damnation and the tomb.

© Carolyn Davison 8th August 2015

Captivate

Captivate my heart, O Lord,

Fill it with truth and grace.

That I may be like Jesus Christ,

When I see Him face to face.

Captivate my mind, O Lord,

And make me to be wise. 

That I may know and do Your will;

Not ruled by worldly lies.

Captivate me with your love,

That loving I may be. 

Spirit fill my heart and mind

For all eternity.

© Carolyn Davison 1st August 2015

Broken (Good Friday), Whole (Resurrection Sunday) Easter poem for 2015

[Good Friday]

Broken men,

With a broken plan,

Plot to destroy

The Son of Man.

Broken disciple

With a broken heart,

Takes some silver;

Tears himself apart.

Broken watch

With a broken sleep. 

Jesus prays,

And with blood, He weeps.

Broken Saviour,

Broken friends have fled.

All alone,

Facing the ultimate dread. 

Broken court,

With the broken trial.

Made up case

Lots of lies, so vile!

Broken soldiers 

With a broken game;

Gambling for clothes,

Blaspheming His Name!

Broken thief

With a broken life. 

His conscience pricked

With the Spirit's knife. 

Broken serpent,

Broken on that tree!

Death swallowed up

In Jesus' victory!

Broken veil,

In that soon broken place!

Now ALL who come through Jesus

Will see God, face to face!

Broken creation,

Broken as He died.

"My God, why am I forsaken?"

The Saviour's final cry!

Broken Redeemer,
Body broken for me
As He takes God's wrath,
At Calvary

Broken women

And broken men

Thought they would never

See Him again

Broken Light,

Broken Son,

Broken day,

The final work was done

[Resurrection Sunday]

Broken morning

At a broken tomb!

The grave, for the Saviour,

Didn't have any room!

"He is risen! He is risen!"

The angel cries!

No more death, no more broken!

Come! Wipe your eyes!

Salvation is here,

Jesus no more bleeds!

In the heavens, for His people,

He now intercedes.

For the sinful, for the wicked

Jesus bled and died!

No sin too great and vast

For Jesus' sacrifice!

Come, come and gather

At the foot of the cross.

There is so much to gain,

That will outweigh the loss:

Heaven's gates are open,

To welcome in the Bride,

Because of the one condemned - 

The Lord, crucified.

The Redeemer sits in glory,

Sceptre in His hand,

Death and sin are broken!

Redemption through the lands!

The crown of thorns is broken

Crown of glory on His head

Life for those who believe on him!

Hope, and no more dread!

© Carolyn Davison 4th April 2015 [09:20]