One Little Word Shall Fell Him

one little Word breathed out all life,

formed man and wife;

in one Creation pure and bright

ended the night:

"let there be light!"

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one little Word grieved at their lies,

He cursed to die;

a sordid Fall; formed from the dust,

thus to become:

"what have you done?"

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one little Word, heaven forsook,

sin's mantle took;

Redemption wrested; damned, death's tide,

with ichor welling from His side;

hell's champion felled, his realm diminished:

"it is finished!"

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one little Word, the skies, shall rend;

the Son, adorned in light, descend;

earth's mantle melt and mountains roil,

its oceans froth and fountains boil;

forth, from beyond night's farthest reach,

the long-awaited answering breach;

the night far gone, the day at hand:

His Consummation to expand;

the Bride shall rise, Bridegroom renewing;

world, arresting; grave, undoing;

the Rose of Sharon, the Prince of Peace,

whose laud shall never fade or cease;

the nations throng the glass-gold way

up gilded steps of endless day,

to lay their laurels at His feet:

the Lamb amidst the mercy seat;

saints wearied hear, with victory won,

"thou good and faithful child, well done!"

one little word, His triumph thrum,

the clarion call: "behold, I come!"

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the second of two poems

inspired by Annie Johnson Flint's

poem, "Behold I Come," and by

Genesis 1:3 & 3:13, John 19:30,

Revelation 22:7, 12, 20

&

the companion to my own

"Behold I Come"

titled from "A Mighty Fortress Is Our God"

image credit: Douglas Ramsey