On the day we call, 'Good Friday', we mourn the death of Jesus Christ. Sunday morning, we celebrate His resurrection. I wrote the
following poem using words from Scripture.
REDEEMED
John 1, Matthew 27, Isaiah 52:14, Psalm 22
In the beginning was the word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.
He was with God in the beginning.
He was with God in the beginning.
Through Him all things were made;
without Him nothing was made
that has been made. He
became flesh and lived among us.
In Him was life, and that life
In Him was life, and that life
was the light of men.
The light shines in darkness,
but the darkness has not understood it.
At the appointed time in history
told by prophets of old
a bloodied and beaten body,
marred beyond human likeness
was nailed to a cross.
The mid-day sun was replaced by
The mid-day sun was replaced by
darkness over all the land.
He was heard to cry out;
"My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"
Then, He gave up His Spirit.
At that very moment the curtain of the temple
was torn in two from top to bottom.
The law had been fulfilled
providing free access
to God the Father through
the Living Word, Jesus Christ.
The earth shook that day, the rocks split,
tombs broke open and
bodies were raised to new life.
Those present exclaimed,
"Surely, this is the Son of God!"
It is finished.
I've been redeemed.
To God be the glory.
Poem by Bobbe Van Hise
Resurrection Sunday, March 2008
