Stigmata

Hands nailed to wood

Head thronged with thrones

Feet pegged in place

Rhythms of whips patterns on his back

Sides gouge with spears

Untamed pains to show the master’s love from the creator’s created hands

How can a God so forgiving birth a generation so perverted?

Who can answer this question which transcended generation?

Who knows the right hand from the left?

T’s only one, the creator

Descending from highs above falling to the depths low

He was not the fallen angel

Hell                                                            (Selah)

He made hell and commended the fallen to its eternal damnation

My debts all paid

Upon my savior laid

Evidence to which I now gaze

Wood, stone and metal set ablaze

To consume his rage

Killed by the things which he himself called

How did the nail feel when he entered into the flesh of his maker?

Or Wood when his master hanged upon it naked?

Did the whip master it strength to tear away flesh of the skin that made him?

King of Kings                                (Selah)

All knees falling in awe obedience to the master’s explicit commands

Path open its way to condemned steps of an immaculate criminal

The charges he bears belongs to no other but me

Punishment of the guilty lay upon innocence

Judgment pronounced upon the judge who judges fair

His was unfair

The supreme courts heeds not to his appeal

For he turns crimson sheets white

Supreme                                                    (Selah)

Freeing the damned, becoming the damned

Thorns never crowned such glory

Abel now receives the consolation of injustice

Thorns glowing with grace taking away pains

Whips tearing away deformities and conformities

Nails knocking in place righteousness

Spears piercing the stones turning them to flesh

Transformed                                 (Selah)

By the renewing of mind and acknowledgment of grace

Today I knee to call him

Adonai

My master, My Lord, My savior

Eliohim

Almighty, no contender, above all else

Jireh

Provider of all things according to his riches and glory

Nissi

My banner, the sign of redeemed sinners raised                                    (Selah)

Now

I will receive blessing from the LORD and vindication from God my Savior.

So lift up your heads,

 O you gates; be lifted up, you ancient doors,

That the King of glory may come in

Who is this King of glory?

 The LORD strong and mighty, the LORD mighty in battle.

Lift up your heads, O you gates; lift them up, you ancient doors,

That the King of glory may come in

Who is he, this King of glory?

The LORD Almighty– he is the King of glory.                   Selah[i]

antiaye82®

11/26/2013


[i] Last verse was taken from Psalm 24:5-10 (NIV 1984 USA)

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