Ujamaa Christian Poetry


Philippians 2:8-10
"And being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself,
and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.
Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him,
and given him a name which is above every name:
That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow,
of things in heaven, and things, in earth,
and things under the earth. And that every tongue
should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord,
to the glory of God the Father.

Sitting at my PC, reading through my mail
A thought swept through my mind, and suddenly rang a bell
A revelation? or discernment? it was too awesome for me
The click of the keyboard ceased, as I heard my Jesus speak:

"To touch the hem of My garment, your soul must bow down"
"This is going to be deep Lord," I said, "so open up my mind"
"Pour into me what You want me to know,
And please Lord, take Your time"

I sat and closed my eyes to prepare for what was to come
I didn't want any interruptions,no errands to have to go run
As I entered into the meditation of grace
God's presence and anointing filled this place

I grabbed my keyboard and began to type
Listening to God's voice in my ear
My heart was beating so loudly
I thought I would not be able to hear

But it was into my heart Jesus poured these words
And I never shall forget the sound
It's the sweetest voice I ever heard
And the tears came streaming down

"Daughter, tell My people that
My garments hem touched the earth
As I reached out to every one
to give them a second birth

My hem has brushed through mud and bile,
and the wastes of soul and flesh
To save the soul of anyone
who bowed down in REPENTANT distress

I've never pulled My hem away, nor caused a one to fall
I've stood and waited patiently, as some bowed down and crawled
Let the world of sin around you, see the love I have to give
By staying humble before Me, and bow each day you live

My hem contains the healing, for the mind, the heart and soul
One touch of it will allow you to yield to me control
To lead and guide your spirit, to order every place you walk
To word your mouth daily and place anointing in your talk

Man can never reach My hem,
If they only want to meet Me halfway
To reach the point where salvation is found,
they must truly bow to what I have to say

I was not halfway crucified,I did not halfway die
But I bowed into the bowels of the earth, And I did not halfway rise
I obeyed the will of My Father,and there I am right now
I snatched all victory from the grave,Because even satan had to bow

Halfway healed is not an option,
halfway saved is even worse
Let the sinner know for certain,
salvation is not a curse
They must first acknowledge they need forgiveness
to enter into My Realm
And the only way they can do that,
is to bow down and touch My Hem

"If I MAY but touch His garment, I shall be whole" - Matthew 9:20

Written by Ethel L. Buchanan


Ujamaa Christian Poetry