Beloved one, He knew the greatest pain
Long time afore He ever felt the scourge
(Each stripe accompanied by stinging surge),
Enough to fill each pore and pulse each vein.
Down on His knees in prayer, He bore the strain,
Ignoring future thoughts of mourner's dirge,
Nails piercing through His flesh, my sin to purge...
God's heart bled with Gethsemane's refrain.
However, Love bore on through suff'ring flood,
Empassioned by a sinner such as I,
And died upon a cross, there with last breath
Restoring me; He cleansed me with His blood.
Too high for me to comprehend- too high!
Such love I'll never understand 'til death.
Author notes
Isaiah 53:4-5, 11~
(4)Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
(5)But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
(11)He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied: by his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify many; for he shall bear their iniquities.
I have a sermon tape called "The Gospel", by a Pastor Johnny Pope. On this tape, he says he believes that Jesus' heart actually ruptured in the Garden of Gethsemane. He also said that medical science states that a man can live five days with a ruptured heart. As he's getting into his sermon, he cries out, "I believe God so loved the world... That in the Garden... HIS HEART... BROKE... FOR US!"
That line always moves me.
I guess you could also call this my belated Easter poem- this was what I was thinking about at Easter time.
For those who are at all curious, an Italian sonnet is written in iambic pentameter, like a Shakespearean sonnet, but the rhyme pattern goes "abbaabba" for the first eight lines, and the last six can be either "cdcdcd" or "cdecde". And, when you're trying to do THAT with an ACROSTIC, it can be doubly challenging!
Written April 27th, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- Pick Me A Flower by Samplette.
300 points, ended April 29, 2006, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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Mrs. Rankin,
I really like this one,you are such a good poetry writer. I like how most of your poems talk about Jesus.(especially this one=)This poem is really strong and almost takes me back to where He was crucified.
Taylor
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Oh, I've written a few different forms. You just haven't read them. And their not all worship songs. That only accounts for about 10% of what I write.
See ya!
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I'd like to see you try some different forms, too! You have so much potential when it comes to your writes, M0of. I think you should expand your poetic horizons! Step out of your worship-song comfort zone, and join in on the form fun!
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(smiling for the judges! lol)
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They are a remarkable flower. I have never had one myself but my mama has...she also had a plant that bloomed yellow called a pocket book plant...oh my gosh it was gorgeous..puffy and like a clutch purse..lol
Very nicely done. Thank you for entering the contest.
Sam
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Thank you.
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Yes, This is a very well done Italian Sonnet/Acrostic. Very impressive I must say. Keep the pen to the paper.
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excellent
heismysong, this is just a fantastic poem. Super worw!
Scorpio Rising -
Yes, we are sisters in tribulation with the sonnet-acrostic breeding. Trust me, I know first-hand how difficult this is. Will I do it again? Yes, in a heartbeat. Where's the next contest. This is truly a masterpiece, dahling!! Hugs, Belle
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Hey, Belle
I hadn't entered a contest in a long time, and Samplette always has good ones. I was trying to offer something different, and it just happened to go well with some other thoughts that had been floating in my head for a long time now.
I also wanted to try something challenging to myself- I hate just writing FLUFF... I HAD to make it hard for myself!
I'm planning to comment on yours, too- just give me time!
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Perfection
Okay, Miss Show-Off you pulled off a sonnet as well! This sonnet is simply exquisite, shod in graceful metered shoes and flows with the grace of a queen. Thank you for this magnificent write, my siser. Hugs, Belle -
Loverly!
Wow, I keep telling everyone that you write well. This was great. I am sure it was a challenge to get those to rhyme and using the Acrostic. As for the context... MY FAVE!! What more lovely thing to know that Christ died for us and the whole time we were on his mind. He could have easily not died but he did it for us. Thanks. -
Here are my favorite verses:
"Ignoring future thoughts of mourner's dirge,
Nails piercing through His flesh, my sin to purge...
God's heart bled with Gethsemane's refrain."
Especially the part of Gethsemane's refrain. I wish I had written that!
I read this earlier, but wanted to come back because there is so much here. Great work. I think I'd like to try this form.
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Wow, so complicated and yet so perfect.
You're the queen of poem-writing, Natalie my friend. I doubt I could combine forms like that. And what a touching subject. I love the last two lines:
Too high for me to comprehend- too high!
Such love I'll never understand 'til death.
It's beautiful.
RL
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Oh, how I needed to read this piece today! To hear again that I am his beloved and that he bore all of my grief and everyone else's that day He died on Calvary! Bless you dear one for sharing this piece and for the reminder that He loves us so! What a GREAT price He did pay, more than I'll fully comprehend! Nobe1







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