Sunday 28 March 2010

FEET

But as the Lord moved by obedient steps
Towards the cross and His vicarious death
What of His feet ‑ did any care for them?
The women cared: one saw His need and wept
And by her tears the Master was refreshed;
She poured out myrrh despite opposers there.
Mary had sat beside His feet and heard,
Had bowed to them under the greatest test:
She valued them and showered on them the best,
The finest nard, a fragrant recompense.
Soon as His footstool His foes will all be set ‑
That is the just reward which God directs.

3 comments:

  1. Another beautiful poem!

    I have an urgent prayer request on arise 2 write.
    andrea

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  2. How often we neglect to see HIM . . . to love HIM . . . the woman did not give up her chance!!!!
    Beautiful, my friend.
    Thank you for visiting Seeking Grace.
    May the Lord continue to bless your work for HIM.
    Bren

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  3. Dear brother thank you for the sermon notes I got them today.

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