From All The Way
All the way from the throne,
And,
From let there be light,
and it was so,
From the Son of God,
To the seed of the woman,
From the seed of Abraham.
Isaac,
And David,
From being born of a virgin and
being called Immanuel,
From the womb to the cradle,
And being born in Bethlehem,
From being called “The Bright And
Morning Star,”
To Savior for All,
To being called out of Egypt,
And being baptized by “The Holy
Spirit,”
While being placed under
water and being baptized by John,
From the Heavens opening up
As the Heavenly Father announced
“This Is My Beloved Son In Whom
I am Well Pleased”,
To being a Prophet like Moses
After the order of Melchizedek,
From childhood to Priesthood,
From praying to our Heaven Father
In Gethsemane Garden,
From public ministry,
To working of miracles
While teaching godly principles
and parables,
From preaching in the temple,
To being meek, caring, and lowly,
From being compassionate and
without guile,
To being despised by his brethren,
And a stumbling block to the
Pharisees, Seduces,
And being hated and rejected
by the Gentiles and Jews,
and despised by most all,
From being betrayed by a friend,
And the disciples forsaking him,
To being sold for 30 pieces of silver,
From standing before Pilot,
And being smitten on the cheek,
To His visage being marred,
To being spit on and scourged,
And grieved for by His mother,
Mary,
From carrying the cross all the way to
Calvary,
From suffering in silence,
To having feet and hands nailed
by the Romans to the cross while
He bleeds,
From being forsaken by The Heavenly
Father while covered by Sin,
Hanging there in agony with a
Crown of thorns pressed in skin,
From being mock and given gall
and vinegar for drink instead of water,
When He cried,
“I thirst within”,
From garments being parted and lots
cast for his vesture,
From being called a transgressor,
while interceding for murders,
From bones not being broken,
But,
Being pierced in His side,
To hanging on the cross
until He died,
From being buried with
The rich and flesh not
seeing corruption,
To ascending on high,
To His glorious resurrection,
To restoration in Glory,
And sitting on the right hand of God,
To forever now Savior, Lord and King,
The universal God of all,
From the cradle to the cross,
From the grave to eternal praise,
Jesus Christ!
Lord, God, Savior of the world,
Lord, God, Savior of all!
Author Thelma Cunningham
I need to read again this poem 🙂
Very nice.
Thanks for reading always!
nice post
Thank you for reading and sharing your sentiments!
Thank youmuch again!
Reblogged this on .
Thank you! Thanks for doing just that. New here and appreciate all the mentions.
thats fine, thanku as well for taking the time out to view and follow my blog 🙂
Amen! Beautiful written x
Thank you so much!
Happy Easter, Thelma! XO
“HAPPY EASTER!”
Thank you so much. 🙂
Congratulations, dear Thelma, on a most complete and celebratory paean of love and adoration and humility for the wondrous live, death, and resurrection and Reign from Heaven of our Lord Jesus Christ!
To God be all praise because all my inspiration come from him! Thanks for commenting!
Thank you for visiting my blog and subscribing. You have a very nice blog here. Cheers 🙂
Thank you for reading! Thank you also for sharing!
Your posts are wonderfully ecclectic and so very refreshing! Thank you!
Thank you! Hope it brings sunshine to you day! Thanks for reading!
This is very beautiful..Thank-you very much.
Thanks for the beautiful response!
I am very impressed by this rendition of the life of our saviourt. It is clearly your role to re-present and reinvigorsate the presentation of the Word of God. Blessings alwasys. From Johndwmacdonald!!!!!
Yes1 The message is always the same. Yet, presented by heavenly inspiration. Thank you for sharing.
It is a great pleasure to be in a position to display the life of the saviour in pride of place in this way today!
I have posted this on http://johndwmacdonald.wordpress.com with my own wee introduction. I did not reblogg because I have found that this knocks out the lines.
One idea I have is you might consider a few more lines near the end about rising and being verified and meeting people as a fleshly real person prior to ascension.
Have you visited Skull Hill and the Garden of the Tomb in Jesusalem. You would adore this I am sure! Blessings Ever.>>John
Hello! Blessings to your take on this inspired piece. I went to the site and was very pleased with the post. I was trying to keep the attention in the poem and that is why is proably ended right there. But your suggestions are valid. I will have to however wait for the next inspiration and include that as part of it. Each inspiration has to be as uniques as possible. This is always the goal when composing along with timing for particular pieces. Than you again,
Thelma
Author Thelma Cunningham
http://www.authorthelmacunningham.com
I agree wholeheartedly. What else can we poets do! But thank you for taking my suggestion on board. Blessings! John