Sunday, 27 September 2009


The Mighty One had come within His temple:
None could resist the vigour of His entrance.
He overthrew the seats of the dove‑sellers;
From money changers the house was disinfested ‑
God's house of prayer was hallowed by His cleansing.
The scribes displayed their wicked preferences
And would have gladly destroyed Him or expelled Him.
But children sang ‑ this was what God intended:
That men should know the glory of the Person;
And if their cries related to Christ's splendour
God loved to hear it ‑ it was His intervention.
From babes and sucklings Christ's praise has been perfected.


  1. Dear David C,
    thank you for visiting.
    Your Christian poetry is fascinating.
    You let new light shine upon he familiar Biblical scenes.
    The mighty Zaccheus and Temple are favorites so far.
    From Felisol

  2. Words escape me! I really can't add anything.


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