Proclaim hosannas,
Exclaim loud hallelujahs,
And acclaim Christ King!
Welcome. These are some of the attempts at verse that I have made over the years. I trust that they are to the glory of the Lord Jesus - and that putting them here is to His glory too. I have now posted most that I have written at least once but continue in case a new audience finds new blessing. Occasionally I throw in some other verse. Comment are welcome.
I will not call for
Pibroch or coronach
This time. This was not
A work part done. The model
Was working and complete -
The testimony of Jesus was testified
To an end. The talents had been
Fully traded. The Master’s
Final touches had touched. “And all
The Trumpets sounded for him on
The other side.”
On the death of Donald Dewar, Scotland's first minister, I wrote some verse - but about a year later at the funeral of another Donald I realised that this believer, unknown yet well known, was a more worthy subject of verse.
Who did the love of God send
At the fulness of time?
His Son.
God’s glad tidings are concerning
Our Lord, and
His Son.
That “Abba Father” may resound
God has sent out the Spirit of
His Son.
In His saints God wills to have
The effulgence of
His Son.
The One we await from heaven is
Our Deliverer, and
His Son.
For, who did He not spare?
His
Own Son.
Among the dust of Palestine
He, come within our human span,
Displayed a worth that was divine
While God was glorified in man.
Between heaven’s glory and earth’s sod
The Son of man was crucified,
And through Golgotha’s torments God,
Regarding sin, was glorified.
As faithful women reached Christ’s tomb
The rising Sun dispelled the night -
God’s glory dwelt on Christ through whom
Men are accepted in God’s sight.
A Man is now at God’s right hand -
A Man is on the Father’s throne!
And Christians gladly understand
God’s thoughts secured in Christ alone.
Into a world inured to shame
Because of Adam’s fall
God’s Son, the Man Christ Jesus, came
And gave Himself for all.
He lived for us in poverty
Possessing not a penny,
Until He went to Calvary
And gave His life for many.
Faced by God’s judgement’s awful tide
I have a place to flee -
To be the One in whom to hide
He gave Himself for me.
When a perfect Child
Expressed committal to His Father’s business
How much God enjoyed
Being that Father!
As His bosom Son
Walked in the way of His will
How God rejoiced to be
His Father.
And what the Father’s delight
In being the Father whose glory
At the earliest instant
Raised Christ from the dead!
Now with that Son
Sharing His throne
The Father is enjoying
Being His Father.
Now as Christ’s men
Share His place
The Father is enjoying
Being their Father.
And what is His pleasure in saying
“I will be to you for a Father”
To those who follow
The strait path of His will.
After the death of Joseph, God’s dreamer,
Egypt haltered Israel,
Bowed under brick.
What did they need? God knew well
And, sovereignly philanthropic,
Came as Redeemer.
Shot of the Egyptian, their horse-dealer,
Fed by the Passover lamb,
Led through the Red Sea,
With tambours psalming their psalm:
Yet God perceived their need that He
Should be their Healer.
In the desert, watered by Moses’ rod,
Daily fed by manna, yet
Flesh-bridled to err,
Meandering with regret
They found God willing to be their
Tabernacle God.
Come to the land of honey, milk, cedar,
Store-corn, water-brooks, brave towns
And walled enemies:
As they wreaked justice on crowns,
Sword or wall in their victories
God was their Leader.
Such-loving-kindness! What an investor
Of love! What adaptation
To His people’s need!
Till, glad in His salvation,
In the house to which His plans lead
God is a Rester.
Our prospect is delighting:
To be with Christ, through grace:
Oh! Won’t it be exciting
To see our Master’s face!
Relieved then from the scrimmage,
Our testimony done
We’ll be in His own image,
Conformed to God’s own Son.
His glory will be blazing,
And we shall all rejoice -
Oh! Won’t it be amazing
To hear our Master’s voice!
If every view will please us,
And make our praises brim,
What will it be to Jesus
To have His bride with Him!
We have sinned, and the pain of this
Cross is just. How can
We make any claim? But this Man
Has done nothing amiss.
We have sinned - whether beginner,
Runner, finisher, our race
Has been perverse, contrary to grace:
Yet, this Man receives sinners.
We have sinned - and sins release
Turmoil: outwith, against God, or men;
Within untwisting, twisting again,
But, this Man shall be peace.
Sometimes the owner
Gives the shepherd a lamb
For himself.
And how that lamb is feted,
Cherished and nourished,
With the acme of
The shepherd’s skill.
I am
The shepherd’s lamb,
Lord Jesus.
Paul's fellow-traveller, he would have seen
Paul's teaching, conduct, purpose, faith and light;
Among the fresh assemblies would have been
A sharer of Paul's fatherly delight,
While as his fellow-worker he would share
His love, endurance and long-suffering:
Stiving to conquer moments of despair
And finding Christ his help in everything.
But as Paul's fellow-captive he endured
What Paul endured - the bondage and the storm -
Till by the grace of God he was secured
In safety - where Paul's service made him warm.
Lord Jesus help me, till I hear Thy call
To move, and work - and be in bonds -with Paul.
From a heart rich with mercy, grace and love
The Father's purposes for us display
His grand desire to have before His face
A glorious, loved and loving company.
Thus through unbounded grace His own Son came
To save us, and, more preciously, to lead
Those justified - and powerful in His Name -
Up to the Father as a holy seed.
And in the Father's presence we can be
Not only known as sons but cause to feel
That since the Son has died to set us free
Our sonship is not nominal, but real.
For grace gives, crowning all that mercy starts,
The Spirit of adoption in our hearts.
There is a Man upon the Father's throne
Sufficient for the glory of that place
Dispensing power and blessing to His own.
He who could dwell in unseen light alone
Outwith the scope of human mind or space,
There, is a Man - upon the Father's throne.
That God and all His mercy might be known
He was on earth among the weak and base
Dispensing power and blessing to His own.
Since on the cross He suffered to atone
And opened wide the floodgates of God's grace
There is a Man upon the Father's throne.
The might of sin and death is overthrown
And Christ is Leader of a heavenly race
Dispensing power and blessing to His own.
Soon all His grace and glory will be shown
And we shall see the beauty of His face.
There is a Man upon the Father's throne
Dispensing power and blessing to His own.
He did not come with troops, with flags unfurled
And burnished swords; He came to heal the lame,
The blind and poor; and to make known God’s Name;
And show God’s love. If Jewish lips were curled
Disdainfully, and jibes or stones were hurled,
He did not act as Judge. He was the Same:
Rightly could the Samaritans exclaim,
“This is indeed the Saviour of the world!”
He came to Greek, Jew or Samaritan
In grace and vigour, as the Son of Man;
He showed, in shedding love and power abroad,
The dignity which marks the Son of God;
While heaven - before His public work begun
Parted to acclaim Him, God’s beloved Son.
Marred; weak; afar; with the opprobrium
Of the rejected race... to catalogue
My blemishes would take too long; in sum
Encompass all in three words - “a dead dog”.
Mercy has reached me; grace has brought me near;
Kindness has given me a prince’s seat
And riches; perfect love has cast out fear:
The King Himself has made my bliss complete.
So if He is rejected in this world,
And the rebellious challenge has been hurled:
“We will not have this Man to reign”, should I
Follow that trend? Surely I must deny
Myself, and, till my Sovereign comes again,
Live in the consciousness that “He must reign”.
O praise the Saviour for His love
That took Him to a world of strife
Where humans elbow, kick and shove.
O praise the Saviour for His love
That came from peaceful scenes above
And caused Him to lay down His life.
O praise the Saviour for His love
That took Him to a world of strife.