Here is an old poem of mine, written eight years or so ago. I thought I’d throw it up here as I’m between writing a handful of poems right now, with none of them finished. Enjoy.

Seeking the Eternal Savior

My one desire: that these eyes
Would one day rest on my eternal prize
Who is not fashioned by silver and gold
He is supreme, precious beyond all the earth holds.
He will not be destroyed by moth or by rust,
He has eternal dominion and is eternally just,
Forever holy, He stays the same
The name above all other names.

Though kingdoms fall and nations crumble
Though the earth and its’ works burn away
He remains and sinners tremble
For his adversaries are avenged on His Day
Creation groans for this Great One
His name is Jesus Christ God’s son.

Forever I seek to see the face
Of Him who saved my soul by grace,
That I would boast in none but Him
For my deeds are in vain, they can’t purge of sin
Nor can law offer robes of righteousness
But rather condemn me in all my wickedness.
Surely I was conceived in sin!
Born in death until born again.

To Life! And life eternal!
This slave became a child,
For Jesus gave to the depraved
His life a sacrifice so great,
By whom God would satisfy
His furious wrath and divine Justice
In my place where Jesus was punished,
Where He was forsaken and forlorn
So God was glorified and I reborn.

Oh, of Jesus might I catch a glimpse
And know the tender mercies
On a cross where mockers mock
And scorners scorn
And thirsty lips plea
“Why have you forsaken me?”

Yet God would not leave His soul in grave,
Nor suffer Him to see decay
In travail of soul He will see and be satisfied;
By His knowledge the Righteous will have many justified.

Christ lay bare, left destitute, empty and exposed
“Numbered with the transgressors”
Making His Father’s love for this world known.
I cannot say a single word
To thank the precious Son of God,
Here are my tears of gratitude
A broken and contrite heart you won’t despise
I will live to glorify my Christ
I will pick up my cross and lay down my life.