His Final Days - Poem by Raymond A. Foss

The Passion of the Christ
his final days on this earth
from the adoration of the people
to sorrow, descending unto death
Beyond comprehension, our understanding
God, Emmanuel, taking on our sin
The babe, the prophet, the healer, the teacher
the king entering the city
hosannas in his wake
Foreboding clouds, a collision course
in the courts of power
evil on the march
Betrayed, accused, tried
judged for our sin
abandoned and alone
facing the scourge, the cross
Our lives, our names
engraved on the scars
the nails that pierced his hands

December 29, 2009
Isaiah 53:3
Isaiah 53:3-5
and Day 116, “Man of Sorrows”, in
“Daily Mediations: On Golden Texts of the Bible”,
by Henry Gariepy
http://books.google.com/books?id=9tjVtRt3TUMC&pg=PP1&dq=henry+gariepy&ei=6tqBSqLVDJiQyQT4i9DOCg#v=onepage&q=&f=false
read 12/29/09
&
Isaiah 49:16
Isaiah 49:14-16
(and see John 10:24-28)
and Day 115, “Engraved on His Hands”, in
“Daily Mediations: On Golden Texts of the Bible”,
by Henry Gariepy
http://books.google.com/books?id=9tjVtRt3TUMC&pg=PP1&dq=henry+gariepy&ei=6tqBSqLVDJiQyQT4i9DOCg#v=onepage&q=&f=false
read 12/28/09