Thursday, January 26, 2017

Lambs among Wolves: A Poem

Luke 10:1-9

From the dark the wolves do watch
as naked lambs travel to and fro
no bag, no cloak, no sandals
as to every town they go.

Messengers of the One to come
to each house they bleet out peace
announcing to all the Kingdom of God
and His eternal feast.

To make such a feast
the field must yield
its bounty in due time
but laborers are few
so pray the good Lord
send those to tend, to prune and hive.

The bleeting peace
does go out
and often times returns
But those who accept
that potent peace
give the labourer what he deserves.

Relying on the Shepherd
the sheep heal
by word and by hand
no mind to wolf
with fiery eyes
God's Kingom is at hand!

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