Saturday, March 21, 2009

Easter Poems!

I hope some of you will consider some poems with an Easter theme in the next few weeks! I have three up on another site I would love for you to check out. I will be posting some in this blog in April and hope you will, too!

Easter Acrostic
A poem for Easter written in the acrostic form

Wonder - an Easter Poem
Wondering about the wonder in Jerusalem on Easter morning

For Easter: Faint Ray of Daylight

A poem in celebration of Easter


ChristianWarrior said...

Two rather different Easter poems, both written quite a while ago:


It should have been I
in the judgement hall
facing the charges brought:
indicted justly for my wrongs
before a righteous Judge.
Yet You stood, instead,
the sinless God
hauled for judgement
before sinful man.
You spoke not
to defend Your innocence
but in silence bore my guilt
and in my place
received the sentence due to me.

It should have been I
whose back was whipped
for beatings
are for the backs of fools,
and I in foolishness
have set before You other gods
of stone, of flesh, of thought,
but mostly of myself,
whilst You
wisdom personified
have brought the truth.

It should have been I
whose hands and feet were nailed
to cruel beams
as they shuddered into place
and torn
by the weight of sin’s burden.
For my hands
have often been
the instrument of evil
and yet more often still have failed
to do the good they could have wrought;
my feet have carried me
to places where Your Spirit
could not comfortably rest.
But your hands
brought only life
and Your feet
led you only in the Father’s paths.

It should have been I
whose head was crowned with angry thorns
for thoughts of anger
hatred, envy, lust and greed
are not strangers to its paths
and my mind
in rebellion
has often sought
to raise itself above the throne of God.
But Your mind bowed
before the Father’s will
obedient even
to this ignominious end.

It should have been I
whose heart was pierced
this heart in which
the depths of degradation lurk;
whose motives all
are tainted with corruption
and whose purest thoughts
stink of death.
Instead, Your heart of love
was rent
not by the soldier’s sword
but by my guilt.

It should have been I
who died
exposed in naked shame
before the eyes of all
who cared to look;
screaming eternally
to unresponding infinity
for the just God
who turned His head away.
But You,
the righteous One
received my wages due
and I
walking free and clean
offer my inadequate response:
Thank You.
Thank you.


Hour of triumph! Raise the cry
throughout the Heavens of victory!
For death, in seeking to destroy,
has spent itself at Calvary.

One Man has stood for all mankind
to know in full hell's agony -
the Son alone was pure enough
to pay the price of Calvary.

Freely He stepped into my place
to bear the burden meant for me;
freely He took my sin and death
and carried them to Calvary.

"It is finished!" rings the cry,
the victory-cry for man set free;
Justice and Love both satisfied
the task complete at Calvary.

No more the price is mine to pay,
no more the judgment mine to see:
I died, and rose again in Him,
my death destroyed at Calvary.



Kathryn Darden said...

These are very nice, Lynn. I hope you will provide some contact information so we can invite you to join us!

ChristianWarrior said...

Sorry Kathryn, missed that bit. I see you found my AustralianChristian blog, thanks for tracking me down. Email lynnf(at)
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