Christian Poetry - A poem about Calvary and God's gift.

"And having spoiled principalities and powers, he made a shew of them openly, triumphing over them in it." ~Col 2:15

"...when he had by himself purged our sins, sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high;" ~ Heb 1:3

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“Unseen Wonder”

I’ve been to the hill of forgiveness

The place which is called Calvary

For down on my knees

I could hear in the breeze

A voice as it called out to me

I found myself standing in wonder

In the midst of a great angry crowd

They’d shout and they’d cry

“This blasphemer must die!”

While cursing his name out loud

Their anger evolved into hatred

Their hatred evolved into sin

But they couldn’t see

as he hung on the tree

The great mystery unfolding within

The army of Satan surrounds him

They mockingly laugh in his face

“Just curse God and die!

Hang your head down and cry!

To them you are just a disgrace.”

Yet love overshadowed their hatred

Engulfing the sins of us all

The heavens now shook

for he had what it took

For the kingdom of darkness to fall

And with it fell sin and it’s power

Then Death was removed from its throne

All this being done

by the obedience of one

Who died, all our sins to atone

I looked in the face of compassion

And wondered what love this could be

For Christ to embrace

by a pure act of grace

Sin’s captives, while setting them free

Who could provoke such compassion?

For whom such an unselfish act?

Whose soul could be worth

leaving Heaven for earth

To give him the life that he lacked?

I looked in the eyes of forgiveness

and trembled, at what I could see

I whispered his name as

I found, to my shame

That his eyes held an image of me

For mine were the sins that he carried

And mine the afflictions he bore

And mine was the soul

that he longed to make whole

It was a truth that I couldn't ignore

I fell to my knees in surrender

Unworthy of one such as he

Though it’s hard to conceive

Yet I chose to believe

That, in love, he had done this for me

By N. Gonzalez © poetryandpraise.com 2011 all rights reserved

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