The Anointed One (poem)

The Anointed One


Blessed Man of God’s Anointing,
Worthy Sovereign, Jesus, Lord:
He, the One, by Heaven’s appointing,
Is the Saviour of the world.
Glorious King, Eternal Sovereign,
Stoops into Davidic Line,
Shoot from Jesse’s stump has blossomed,
Royal rights in Him combine.
Offspring of the virgin Mary,
Mark the Holy writings true,
God Supreme, now dwells among us,
Seen in softer Human hue.
Prophets bow, for He has spoken,
Greater Prophet than them all,
He, the Word, the Son, the Substance,
He, the “Amen” and the “All”!
Listen, close, to words so tender,
Yes, so perfect and so true,
Friend and foe, alike must render,
Honour, for the honour’s due.
Yet we see this King Rejected,
We behold the rabble’s scorn,
And we gaze in awful wonder
At a twisted crown of thorn!
We behold the Prophet silent,
As they “hang him” on a “tree”
His own words, not nails, they bind Him,
For He said that so “must be”
We now view Him, in the glory,
He is High Priest there for us,
Sprinkled is the blood of Jesus,
Our acceptance is a must!
Righteousness and peace eternal,
Meet in this thrice blessed One,
Heaven, earth and realms infernal,
Will acknowledge God’s own Son.
A Williamson 2011

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