He raised the dead:
advancing into Nain
He saw them carry
the bier out of the gate;
He saw the mother,
widowed and desolate,
And He was moved
with pity, love and grace.
He touched the bier
- a touch of potency -
And when it stopped
His word was "Youth, awake!"
Death had to
bend to power that was so great;
And willingly He
went to touch the maid:
He cleared the
feigning mourners out of the place
And with His few
moved quickly and displayed
Mercy and power
touching her where she lay,
Restoring her -
"her parents were amazed."
Ain't He amazing! He's the God of the impossible. keep on writing. inspiring!
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