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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Lifeguard (11/09/06)

TITLE: High And Lifted Up
By Stacey LaMontagne
11/14/06


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High And Lifted Up

He was high and lifted up.
The Son of the Most High,
the Lord of His land,
the Righteous One.

He was high and lifted up.
A bright star told of His coming.
Strangers from afar discerned,
humble shepherds heard angelic hosts.

He was high and lifted up.
A humble carpenter’s son,
living an ordinary life,
saying extraordinary things.

He was high and lifted up.
He called a few men to follow,
taught them all His ways,
loved each the same.

He was high and lifted up.
Riding a donkey into town,
worshipers laid cloaks down,
shouts of “Hosanna to the Highest” filled streets.

He was high and lifted up.
Accused wrongly, He was betrayed.
A kiss sealed the deal,
as they took Him away.

He was high and lifted up.
Beaten and mocked, they hurt Him.
Whipped and stripped, they didn’t know.
Nailed to a tree He was raised.

He was high and lifted up.
He looked on them in love.
Blood, sweat, thirst, pain - He suffered.
Darkness enveloped the sinless man.

He was high and lifted up.
Eyes of compassion knew each heart.
Love flowed as sins covered Him.
He became their filth.

He was high and lifted up.
Head bowed, eyes closed, He died.
Earth shook, mourners wailed.
Sun was dark, it was finished.

He was high and lifted up.
They took His lifeless body down.
Placed in a cave, they sealed Him in.
Hopes for their “King” were dashed.

He was high and lifted up.
Three days past and they mourned.
The stone was rolled away.
He was risen.

He was high and lifted up.
His life was given to kill death.
Victory became His banner.
The Son, the Righteous One, ascended again.

He was high and lifted up.
Keys to death and the grave are His.
Seated on His throne He looks down,
watching and guarding His flock.

He was high and lifted up.
He is my life guard.
Nothing gets past Him.
He sees it all from His seat so high.

Don’t swim in life’s sea without Him.


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Joanne Sher 11/18/06
Though weak on topic, this was a nice piece telling of all Jesus is to us. Keep writing!
Jan Ackerson 11/18/06
I like the structure of this poem, with the repeated first lines, and the chronological ordering. I agree, though, it's almost as if "lifeguard" were thrown in as an afterthought. There are some very moving images and phrases in this entry.