A "Poem"

Here is a collection of poems I wrote that I thought would be good as one big poem.

enjoy.

Before time began in eternity past

Jesus agreed to leave his heavenly dwelling

And for transgressions that were not His own

The High King of Heaven would die to atone

The furry of His Father did He swallow down

Dealt to Him was the wrath intended for me

How could He die for me in painful agony 

Oh how could He die for a wretch like me

The King of Glory did gaze upon me

But in vain could I tell what He did see

For what reason did He pay the price so high

It must be Him for it cannot be I        

     

My soul, dost thou not feel love to Christ 

When remembering that He thinks thee comely

I cannot see anything fair in myself 

But He does and calls me all lovely

He must when looking at me see

Himself in I or at least what will be 

The perfect image of God from which He will

Chip away all imperfection till I be like him in full

Worthy is my King my Savior my Lord

Slain from the foundation of the world 

Great is my redeemer it is He I adore

Yet for grace to love him more 

A free will hast He given me 

But enslaved was it to my idolatry 

For the will of none be free save the King of Kings

For only His is unaffected solely His is free

Unfettered am I from my sin and idolatry 

Yet my will is still not my own 

Free from sin now enslaved to Christ 

He is my refuge His will is my home

 There must be millions who never knew Him

Still more that hate Him when He is known

To despise this King is the height of insanity

For worthy is He of praise whether thou benefit or not