Monday, April 13, 2009

Inspiration for your Soul

THE STORY OF THE CROSS
Written by Jewel D. Williams
February 24, 2009



Before Adam and Eve, it was void, no light, no sky and no sea
That was before God said, “Let it be


God had not yet created man,
Yet he had on his mind salvations plan.


He Knew Adam and Eve would take sins fall,
So his Son would have to become the way for all.


Through the history of time God continued to tell of his plan,
Of how he would use His Son to redeem man.


The prophets told he would send his Son; it was just as Isaiah said,
They told he would be born, suffer and be raised from the dead.


He would be rejected of men,
Yet still he is God’s only way of freedom from sin.

They would accuse him of blasphemy and say he would destroy the temple in three days,
They did not understand he told of his death, resurrection and his being the truth, and the way.


They held him in high regard as they laid palms before is feet,
But turned quickly to shouts of Crucify Him! Crucify Him! before Pilate’s seat.


Jesus stood before the priests and the elders, refusing to say one word in his defense,
It seems odd, I’m sure, but shortly it would all make sense.


They mocked him, cast lots for his clothes and placed a crown of thorns upon his head,
They really did not understand the King they mocked would surely rise from the dead.

So they beat him, with many lashes.
Not knowing by his stripes healing would be afforded to the masses.

They made him carry a cross to Golgotha’s hill,
Jesus was only doing His Father’s will.


His disciples had all fled, with Peter denying him for a time of three.
Jesus did not let this stop him from going to the cross for you and me.


Between two thieves his cross was set,
One of them was given a promise of paradise, which from Jesus he would get.


The nails pierced, the spear tore, out came blood and water, a cry that he had finished it all,
Then into his Father’s hand his spirit would be placed; was the words of his final call.

He died that very hour as the veil was torn from top to bottom revealing the holy place,
This symbol was to all that God opened to man a right to approach the holies of space.


It would have been sad had Jesus died, never to be seen again,
He told that in three days he would be raised and seen of men.


The time had come for the two Mary’s to go to the place where Jesus should be,
They wondered who would remove the stone, so Jesus they could see.

To their surprise no stone blocked the way,
The tomb, it was empty where Jesus lay.

The angel told them he was no longer dead,
For he had kept the promise he first said.


He was alive! He was the Risen King,
Oh Death! Oh Death! Where is your sting?


The King of King, the Lord of Host,
Offers salvation to all not, just most.


On God’s mind before the foundation of the world, was a way to save from sin,
Jesus offers to all that come life more abundantly, and a way to win.


Death could not keep Jesus in the grave,
He is the one who releases us; we are no longer sin’s slave.

Christ is risen today,
To show salvations way.

Because of the plan from God’s mind and heart, to Christ’s love on the cross,
Man can be free; and I no longer have to be lost.


Christ arose on that first Easter day,
He arose to be in our hearts, to stay.

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