Poetry

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We see not everything,
In subjection about Him;
Nothing outside that will bring,
His control that gives us vim.

But we see Christ a letdown,
A bit lower than angels;
Glory and honor to crown,
For soaring like the eagles.

Because of suffering death,
So that by the grace of God;
Giving us life past last breath,
Cleansing where we have been flawed.

The taste of death for all men,
By whom that all things exist;
To come back to life again,
Iniquities are dismissed.

Bring His sons to glory,
And giving them salvation;
If any have been sorry,
For building their foundation.

Salvation through suffering,
To those who are sanctified;
Christ prepared for buffering,
When someone is crucified.

Because we are not ashamed,
For calling them all brothers;
Christianity proclaimed,
Unto all of the others.

I will tell them of His name,
And start singing His praise;
Trusting in Him to proclaim,
Abiding in Him always.

I will put my trust in Him,
Being a child of God;
So, I will never be grim,
While I honor and laud.

Because He Himself suffered,
While the Lord was tempted;
But the Father had buffered,
While Satan attempted.

Copyright © 2019 Richard Newton Sherrer

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