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Monday, March 23, 2009

THE HEAVENLY KING WHO CAME TO EARTH

THERE IS A KING MEEK AND MILD,
WHO CAME TO EARTH DRESSED AS A CHILD.

HE GREW UP QUICKLY, HIS MOM'S PRIDE AND JOY,
SOON WAS A MAN WHERE ONCE WAS HER BOY.

HE WALKED UP TO JOHN BESIDE THE RIVER,
JOHN LOOKED AND KNEW THAT THIS WAS THE LIFE GIVER.

TO BE BAPTIZED BY JOHN WAS WHAT HE ASKED,
JOHN WAS RELUCTANT, AND WANTED TO PASS.

JESUS SAID, IT MUST BE FULFILLED,
THAT THE KING BE WILLING, HIS SUBJECTS SHOES TO FILL.

HIS FATHER IN HEAVEN SMILED DOWN IN LOVE,
AS A SIGN TO US ALL SENT DOWN HIS DOVE.

THEN THE KING WAS TO SOLITUDE DRIVEN,
AND FROM THE USURPER TEMPTATION WAS GIVEN.

THE HOLY KING FOUGHT IT WITH HIS MIGHTY SWORD,
NOT ONCE DID HE FALTER, BUT STOOD STRONG WITH HIS WORD.

AND AS LONG AS HE WALKED THIS EARTH BELOW,
HIS HEART TOUCHED MANY, AND HIS PACE NEVER SLOWED.

HE CALLED TO HIS SIDE THOSE MEN HE WOULD USE,
THEY WERE ALL ORDINARY, NONE WE WOULD CHOOSE.

IN SPITE OF HIS HEALING, HIS LOVE AND HIS GRACE,
THE RELIGIOUSLY RIGHTEOUS WERE AFRAID HE'D TAKE THEIR PLACE.

THEY TRIED TO TRAP HIM, TO TRIP HIM UP
THEY HATED THE FACT THAT WITH SINNERS HE'D SUP.

SO OFF THEY WENT AND WITH UNLIKELY COHORTS,
PLOTTED TO KILL HIM, HIS MISSION TO ABORT.

ON THE DAY OF PASSOVER IN THE UPPER ROOM
HE DINED WITH HIS CLOSEST FRIENDS, HIS LIFE WOULD END SOON.

THE SERVANT KING HE IS AND TO SHOW THEM THIS FACT,
HE WASHED THEIR FEET, AS ONLY A SERVANT WOULD ACT.

HE TRIED TO TELL THEM WHAT WOULD SHORTLY TAKE PLACE,
THEY DIDN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT HE WOULD SOON FACE.

IN THE GARDEN OF GETHSEMANE, HE BREATHED HIS PRAYER,
APPROACHING WERE THE SOLDERS, ALONG WITH THE BETRAYER.

UP STEPPED JUDAS, THE IRONY WE CAN'T MISS,
THAT THIS ONE WHO KNEW HIM SO WELL BETRAYED HIM WITH A KISS.

QUICKLY HE WAS ARRESTED, AS INNOCENT AS A LAMB
TAKEN TO THE AUTHORITIES, TO THE TRIAL THAT WAS A SCAM.

IN DEFENSE OF HIMSELF, NOT A WORD DID HE SAY
BUT STOOD BEFORE ACCUSERS QUIETLY THAT DAY.

HE STOOD BEFORE THE PEOPLE, THOSE HE TOUCHED,THOSE HE HEALED,
NOT ONE CAME FORWARD, NOT ONE TO APPEAL.

INSTEAD CAME THE CRY, FROM THE MOB WHO WERE THERE,
CRUCIFY HIM, CRUCIFY HIM AS THEIR TRUE HEARTS WERE LAID BARE.

WITH A ROBE ON HIS SWOLLEN BACK AND THORNS FOR HIS CROWN,
UPON THE CROSS THEY PUT HIM, THE CROWD ALL AROUND.

SOME MOCKING, SOME CRYING, SOME SILENTLY SIGHING,
TO THEIR MINDS WHAT ONCE WAS A KING WAS JUST A MAN DYING.

MOTHER MARY WAS THERE, WITH JOHN BY HER SIDE,
WISHING THERE WAS A PLACE TO TAKE HER SON AND HIDE.

MOST OF HIS FRIENDS HAD FLED,

THERE WERE JUST A FEW WHO STOOD BY,
WHAT ELSE COULD THEY DO BUT JUST STAND THERE AND CRY.

JESUS LOOKED DOWN, A PRAYER HE SAID FOR YOU,
"FATHER FORGIVE THEM, FOR THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY DO."

HIS FATHER IN HEAVEN LOOKED SADLY BELOW,
WHERE THE SINS OF US ALL ON HIS SON HE WOULD BESTOW.

NOW THE TASK WAS COMPLETE, THE DUTY WAS DONE
THE KING GAVE UP HIS LIFE AS THE CLOUDS HID THE SUN.

AS IF IN FURY AND RAGE AT THE EVENT,
THE EARTH SHOOK, ALL NATURES EMOTIONS TO VENT.

HIS ENEMIES WERE HAPPY THEIR DIRE DEED WAS DONE,
DID THEY NOT REALIZED THEY HAD KILLED GODS SON?

A FEW FAITHFUL FOLLOWERS BRAVE,
TOOK HIS BODY DOWN AND PREPARED IT FOR THE GRAVE.

THE SABBATH APPROACHED, THEY WITHDREW TO THEIR HOUSEHOLD,
THINKING THEIR LORD THEY WOULD NEVER AGAIN BEHOLD.

WHEN THE SABBATH HAD PASSED AND EARLY THEY WENT,
THEIR LOVED KING TO ATTEND TO, AND THEIR EMOTIONS TO VENT.

THE WOMEN APPROACHED, THE STONE WAS AWAY,
AN ANGEL SAID," THE ONE YOU LOOK FOR IS NOT HERE THIS DAY."

THE KING WAS ALIVE, WHAT WONDERFUL NEWS.
RUN AND TELL EVERYONE THIS IS NO TIME TO SNOOZE.

BACK TO HEAVEN HE WENT AFTER MANY A DAY.
BUT HE WILL RETURN IN VICTORY AND WITH US WILL STAY.

ACCEPT THE GIFT HE OFFERS, AND THINGS WON'T BE DIM
HIS SUBJECT YOU'LL BE, YOU'LL SPEND ETERNITY WITH HIM

THINGS MAY GET ROUGH, AS THINGS OFTEN DO.
THE WORLD WILL HATE YOU AS THEY DID HIM TOO.

SO LOOK UP AND REMEMBER, YOUR REDEMPTION DRAWS NIGH.
HE WILL CALL YOU TO HIM WITH A GREAT TRUMPET CRY.

IN THE TWINKLING OF AN EYE, IT WILL ALL BE OVER,
AND WITH OUR SERVANT KING WE WILL BE FOREVER.

LINDA KNOX RUBENACK
© 1992

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