GLORY POEM #3

Abba, Father

I’m reminded of a moment in time

unequaled in significance

to any other referenced moment of any kind.

Christ’s destiny coming to a completion,

as to his purpose he had in mind

respecting all humankind.

Hours of torment,

Now come to an abrupt end,

as the curtain of the Tabernacle

is in two now found rent,

yes,

TOP TO BOTTOM

A message is clearly sent,

This TRULY WAS Jehovah’s

only begotten son

Seeing his accomplished will

being done,

exits our world with his victory won,

as he expires, the words JESUS does utter,

Abba, Father!

inspired 9/l0/  J.C.VANCE