Sunday, April 16, 2017

COMING DOWN










                                                 COMING DOWN

                       Though servants in shining magnificent attire
                       Didn’t kneel before Thy feet, and though the grand
                       Cheers of jubilation did not sound their joyful lyre
                       Oh Lord, for Thee sounded the celestial band
                       Of angels with their pious bosoms’ strings
                       Like glow-worms sparkling in the shades of night
                       With soothing prayers and soundless fanning wings.

                       Not the royal mansion with gilded marble dome
                       You chose; under the open wide free sky
                       Upon the dew-decked December grass
                       A humble sheep-shed you chose as your home;
                       Not to rule us as Lord, but make us sigh
                       For your too noble sacrifice for us, on the Cross.

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      "Grace is the free, undeserved goodness and favor of God to mankind."
    - Matthew Henry

  16th April, 2017                                        Somaseshu Gutala

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