Let me not
diminish His wonder
By declaring
He was God come to earth.
In a woman’s
womb a foetus enlarged
Until a
virgin brought a baby to birth.
A child, growing
strong in spirit and mind,
Became a man
who, by the blue lake’s shore
Healed the
sick, dumb, lame, grief-stricken and blind.
This man felt
for the afflicted and poor,
This man gave
without counting the cost,
This man In
Gethsemane pleaded and sighed,
This man
bled painfully upon the cross
And this man
suffered until this man died.
Ask though
to see God in the human race
And I say
look then upon this man’s face.
This is the fourth in my series, "The King", this time written in sonnet form.
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