The new covenant

Not to the burning altar come,

With sacrifice of blood:

But to the cross of Calvary,

Our Saviour came in love.

Not to the laver, made of bronze,

To wash our selves from sin,

But at the cross this was fulfilled. 

Come now, and enter in.

Not to the lamp to ignite the flame,

Nor burn the incense there, 

For now we have God's holy Light:

The incense is our prayer.

Not to the table with twelve loaves, 

Nor to the Mercy Seat, 

For Jesus is the Bread of Life,

God's mercy is complete!

Not with the robes of glorious hue,

Nor Pomegranates at our feet,

For Jesus Christ, our Sacrifice,

Is now our Great High Priest

No Tabernacle, nor temple now,

Just Jesus Christ alone.

The Holy of Holies: God's Spirit

Makes us His blessed home

© Carolyn Davison 11th December 2015

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

Upon The Cross

Upon the cross our Scapegoat hung:

All our sins on Him were laid - 

Into the wilderness of death,

All our debts now paid!

Upon the cross, atonement made!

God's wrath burned upon He

The Lamb was slain for our sakes,

As He died on Calvary.

Upon the cross, the Law fulfilled

By the One of purity!

Our sins destroyed,

Now peace with God:

Our souls have been set free!

Upon the throne He intercedes,

Our glorious, heavenly King!

Risen, triumphant, glorified!

His praise we all must sing!

© Carolyn Davison 10th December 2015

I come to the cross

I come to the cross, to be forgiven, 

My sins on the Sinless One laid!

The debt I owed I could not fulfil,

But through Him my debt is paid.

To the cross, to the cross,
I come to the old rugged cross. 
For my sins, to be cleansed, 
By the blood of the Lamb
To the cross, to the cross
I come.

I come to the cross, to gain my dress;

Naked, He covers my shame.

My chains are loosed, I am set free,

Jesus, My Saviour, His Name.

I come to the cross, my burdens lift, 

My guilty soul, bears guilt no more.

His blood avails, I am at peace.

He is Heaven's Eternal Door!

I come to the cross, the place of wrath;

The punishment, meant for me,

Was laid upon my Saviour dear,

As He hung there at Calvary

© Carolyn Davison 7th December 2015

The Prince of Peace

The Prince of Peace from glory came,

To a world full of strife.

He came to save and justify, 

So that sinners may have life.

The Prince of Peace to a stable came,

A manger for His bed.

A jealous king and religious men

Wanted Jesus dead

The Prince of Peace to a region came,

Where soldiers marched the streets.

Oppressed by sin and iniquity?

Jesus touches all He meets.

The Prince of Peace, to a hill He came

With a cross of shame and grief,

To take our sins upon Himself

And destroy our unbelief.

The Prince of Peace, in a tomb was laid:

The crushed dragon thought he'd won.

But only Jesus' heel was bruised - 

He rose the Glorious Son!

The Prince of Peace, in Heaven He sits;

The Lamb for sinners slain.

Eternal Son, Judah's Lion

Forever He will reign.

© Carolyn Davison 23rd November 2015 (Christmas Poem 2015)

Looking at the Cross

When I look at the Cross

I see my Saviour there:

A crown of thorns upon His head.

Blood matted in His hair.

Nails in His feet and hands,

Sweat upon His brow

Satan crushed beneath His feet!

Where is his victory now?

A beam stands upright to the heavens

A cross bar parallel to earth,

Without the death of Jesus Christ

There would be no rebirth.

The veil is ripped from God to man,

Creation groans and quakes, 

As Jesus dies upon this cross.

Atonement for us, He makes. 

Darkness spreads across the world

As God forsakes His Son!

Why have You forsaken Me?

But redemption's work is done. 

"It is finished!" is His cry.

As He bows His head and dies.

He took my sins upon Himself,

When He was crucified! 

Three days He lay in the cold, dark grave

Defeating death and sin.

The Bridge to God is opened up, 

Now many can enter in!

Now that tomb of Christ is empty,

He has risen from the dead.

He intercedes in heaven,

For the Church; of which He's head! 

© Carolyn Davison 11th August 2015