The Lord of glory
Touched by the ills that He took;
A Man of sorrows.
God gives this Man a portion with the great
And lets Him share the booty with the strong;
But who is great and strong? We celebrate
The favour that includes us in that throng.
For He has poured His soul out unto death
And seemed to men like one who had transgressed
Since on the cross He yielded up His breath
That we, the real transgressors, should be blessed.
He bore the sin of many on the tree
Yet pleaded for the men who caused His pain,
And waits in grace for sinners who repent;
And still in grace He intercedes for me,
And still in grace He challenges again:
Have you believed the message that God sent?
(This concludes a twelve sonnet corona of sonnets about Isaiah 53; but I continue to consider that chapter. I had it in mind before coronavirus was heard of but it seems appropriate.)
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Filled with the fruit of travail of His soul
The heart of Jesus Christ is satisfied.
The saints, the product of His work, extol
The excellencies of the Man who died.
And He will be their Teacher and their Guide,
Unveiling for them wonders of God’s mind;
They learn that He will have them by His side
Blessed, quickened, washed, instructed and refined.
He is the bearer of iniquities,
And they acclaim what He has done for them
While righteous service makes them celebrate;
Seeing how He heals their disparities
Through suffering and not man’s stratagem
God gives this Man a portion with the great.