My Bride, Watch!
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A wedding feast in Galilee
The wine was finished—none remained.
And so My mother came to Me.
A wedding feast in Galilee.
But My own bride was not set free.
Her pardon I’d not yet attained.
A wedding feast in Galilee
The wine was finished—none remained.
The end of the old things had come;
My Spirit was not yet given.
And they knew not whence I was from . . .
The end of the old things had come.
Fine wine I created in generous portion
A taste of My wedding in Heaven.
The end of the old things had come;
My Spirit was not yet given.
Tho’ a terrible price for My bride I shall pay
Tho’ My blood and my life be the ransom,
For the joy set before Me I’ll suffer that day
Tho’ a terrible price for My bride I must pay.
All the sorrows and griefs cannot turn Me away
from the prize–My beloved’s glad welcome.
Tho’ a terrible price for My bride I shall pay
Tho’ My blood and my life be the ransom.
For the joy set before Me the cross I endured
My bride, Watch! I come quickly to claim you!
Your freedom from death with My life I procured.
For the joy set before Me the cross I endured.
From this world, My bride, turn away. Don’t be lured
from your first love toward Me, but be true.
For the joy set before Me the cross I endured.
My bride, Watch! I come quickly to claim you!
I was thinking this morning about Jesus and what He might have been feeling at the wedding in Cana where He turned the water into wine. I’ve been wanting to write a triolet–it’s such a beautiful, rhythmic poetic form–and this is what came from my pen . . . well, keyboard really.
Love, Cindy
this is an excellent poem
Thanks so much–and thanks for stopping by!
Good morning. Awesome poetic cogitation. It’s incredible to reaize how, from the foundation of the world, Jesus knew that this day was coming. When he would shed his blood to redeem that whichwas lost. Likewise, throughout the time of his earthly ministry, every word and miracle performed was done so with this knowledge in the backdrop. Yet he endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set at the right hand of the Father.
Our salvation is so complete and so incredible that our words can never encompass the whole. But we can certainly worship him forever as, throughout the eons to come we dwell in his presence. Yesterday I was thinking about this; how a mere hundred years from now, all of issues of this present world will be issues no more. But that which is done in Jesus name shall endure forever.
Blessings always in Jesus name.
timbob
Thanks, Timbob–it’s nice to have you around. I love your observation how that in a hundred short years (or more likely less), all the issues we’re facing will not even be a factor. It really puts things in perspective.
Love in Him, Cindy
Awesome poem my sister!
Thanks, Milt! I love having such a big family.