His Blood - The Eternal Gift
A Poem
The chosen Son - battered and torn – bloodied stripes he bore
Once, twice, thrice - he was nailed to that accursed tree
Thorn pierced - a tormenting crown upon his brow
His blood a cleansing flow – willingly shed for me
By Yeshua’s blood – all my mistakes he displaced
Replaced by his Father’s loving grace - his mercies new every day
For me it’s plain to see why - that on the glorious day
I will find myself kneeling before the throne – praising the name of the Most High
So Heavenly Father, I pray - help me walk this path called life
Help me live worthy of your son’s sacrifice
Because here I am – wrapped in my sin-warped skin
Seeking your salvation for my selfish flesh
Help me – because it’s been a hard walk - this world doesn’t get the gist of your precious gift
And all the while it takes your name – the one that I proclaim - in vain
Living in their world of sin spawned shame
Dead souls, walking as shadows - wishing that they knew what it was to be whole
Heavenly Father, help me be the person you created me to be
A fisher of men – a light on a hill
A rescuer of the lost – a warrior is the heavenly realm
All because this blood – His blood – means everything to me
A blessed heavenly gift for eternity…
R.S Redner © 2021