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The Heaven’s Declare

The sun at noon was dressed in black that day,
Each ray of light was quenched by God’s own tears,
The sight of sin, His eyes could not endure,
The mystery of God’s plan was underway.

What caused the universe such disarray?
A Father mourning His beloved Son?
God’s poetry was hidden in plain sight,
The sun at noon was dressed in black that day.

As though the sky itself was in dismay,
A blood moon rose, a bloodied corpse set down,
While Innocence took suffering in my stead,
The mystery of God’s plan was underway.

The sun at noon was dressed in black that day,
An unknown torment pierced my Savior’s soul,
The mystery of God’s grace was underway.

Poetry Type: Villonnet

Inspired By: The Star of Bethlehem Movie

Graphic courtesy of Heartlight

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Mighty To Save

“The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing.”  Zephaniah 3:17

God is with you,
He is mighty to save!

Imparting life
from His very Spirit,
His love is
bolder
than your sins of youth;
broader than the sea;
deeper than the grave.

His gallant love
transforms the meek
to brave;
it’s always longer
than the broken road
and much stronger than
the nails
that held Him. 

God is with you,
He is mighty to save!

Like ethereal footprints
on a wave,
love cannot be measured
but is still known.
Fuller and brighter than a starlit sky;
broader than the sea;
deeper than the grave.

God is with you,
He is mighty to save!

His love for you is
higher than heaven,
broader than the sea;
deeper than the grave.

Poetry Type:  (Modified) Villonet
For a more structured villonnet click here. (This is a personal favorite.)

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The Heavens Declare

The sun at noon was dressed in black that day,
Each ray of light was quenched by God’s own tears,
The sight of sin, His eyes could not endure,
The mystery of God’s plan was underway.

What caused the universe such disarray?
A Father mourning His beloved Son?
God’s poetry was hidden in plain sight,
The sun at noon was dressed in black that day.

As though the sky itself was in dismay,
A blood moon rose, a bloodied corpse set down,
While Innocence took suffering in my stead,
The mystery of God’s plan was underway. 

The sun at noon was dressed in black that day,
An unknown torment pierced my Savior’s soul,
The mystery of God’s grace was underway.

Poetry Type:  Villonnet

Inspired By: The Star of Bethlehem Movie

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Graphic Source: Heartlight

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Filed under Christian, Death, God, Heaven, Jesus, Life, Love, Poetry, Redemption, Salvation