Saturday, December 12, 2020

Blessed Be The Lamb...


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What's this I see in a feeding trough?

A lamb asleep in a bed of straw

without any blemish to behold…

the Lamb deserves a crown of gold


What's this upon crossbeams, I see?

A lamb impaled…sacrificially!

I fall to my knees before His Grace—

the Lamb looks down. I see God's face


From lintels stained with blood of lambs

to the Cross that saves from being damned—

the whole Word holds a mystery…deep!

Blood of the Lamb has saved His sheep


All glory to our Paschal Lamb

Messiah, Son of the great I AM

Who from that humble bed of straw

became our Savior…We bow in awe!


Maude Carolan

NOTE: The above poem and many others about the Birth, Death & Resurrection of Jesus, appear in my book, "Behold the Lamb...poetically!" To order a copy, go to Amazon or Barnes & Noble online, or for information, visit my website at

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