Ujamaa Christian Poetry

CHRISTIAN ARTISTRY


For those who hear; that Believe
Was not so long ago; Fingers of His hand
Did write before the people, in the sand
"Here." Sacrificial Lamb for all of man
"Prepare; cardinal drops of blood to bear"
A prearranged atonement, for this moment:
As they break the surface now, in trust
Slowly; disappearing low before awaiting dust
As a still / Stay of darkness, overcame the land
Shrouding three long moments; once this living man
Given to the Spirit of God's hand
While, as dripping scarlet spots, repeating
For God's Love; His new world's preparing
His people; Blood to dust and Water sealed
Sharing Gospel accounts; kindred truths
Was "just"; this sacrifice of this one man
Who'd change complete-complexions of the sand
Could there be a better show of Love, bestowed
Displayed as artistry; now shed, on behalf of man
Making sure a way to God; this sacrificial lamb
Through sinless wetted grains,
that of which - God had ordained
Fulfilling plans; Christ wrote upon the sand
Are now a Righteous cleansing; bathing mess
Crimson soiled, from His blood soaked flesh
And to which now lay these facts:
No purer drops of Life
No sweeter sacrifice
No better Love / For all of man
Obedient drippings in the sand
Brought now to fullness at the end
By each drop upon this barren land
Yet seen as random drops
To drip upon the earth
As a solemn promise ...
Passed on, long before its worth
Fulfilling scripture of the Lord
The Almighty's, Glorifying gore
As surely this was meant to be;
Commissioned for this world to see
And of its pattern-Holy pure,
Jesus the Christ, His Blood forevermore
So be it best ... That we should know
Is back to dust, where shall we go?
Called to the Blood / From Him which flowed
In the Spirit-cleansing pure ... Baptized immaculate
With a thirsting ... For New Life to acclimate!
Are those who drink of this: Christ's Blood
Preformed one time / Secured and done
As Christian Artistry for everyone

Written by Robert R. Macmillan

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Ujamaa Christian Poetry