Who has seen – An Easter Poem

Hello Happy Easter! Today i have a poem by my bro Emmanuel Ameh. You can find him on Instagram @el_._maestro. Enjoy the read!

Who has seen what we have seen? Who has partaken of the grace we’ve been given?

Grace not born of human will but grace borne on wings from heaven

Grace that was lost in the midst of Eden

But the grace by which through Christ, we were forgiven

He was bruised for our iniquities and wounded for our transgressions

He was broken for our sins and his name not even mentioned

What has been made upon us not even a single impression

All to what end? We didn’t even question

He was struck all forty but one

Because of Caesar’s mercy but mercy for what?

He was dragged to Golgotha on a stony road

All the while on his shoulders a cross of wood

He was tormented, spat on and insulted many

Yet he did not hold against nor did he despise any

Upon the cross he was nailed and left to die

Yet he bid them to be forgiven lest they die

They insulted and taunted ‘the king of the Jews’

But because of that moment we have the good news

He was given vinegar to drink as juice

A moment in a story we all now peruse

He was forsaken by His Father in a moment

The moment when all our griefs and sins were upon him like a torrent

For God can not behold iniquity

Pure, holy and righteous is he

When all was done, brute and rash

And his spirit he committed to God as out it dashed

‘It is finished’ a shout, cry of truth

With that, the temples curtain split in two

He did this for me and for you

To give us access to the throne through and through

For this reason we are free

Each man, the freedom to go on his knees

To access the presence of the Almighty

To behold the power of the great high priest

The grace we have received by this act upon the cross

Is the grace for us to believe and the grace for us to trust

After all this He was exalted above the heavens

And given a name far above hell, the sky and the nations

That at the name of Jesus, every knee should bow

From the lowest of us to the one who is crowned

And every tongue to confess that he is Lord

From he who sows seed to he who wields the sword

And we His sacrifice must forget not

For out of it was all our faith brought forth

In this sacrifice, loving and selfless

Was the remission for our sins complete and changeless

And now we can look to the cross and whisper a word

Of gratitude, of praise and of joy in one accord

Let us therefore run the race

With the mind of Christ in us always

Let us live and not be fazed

For behind us to help and strengthen is a living Grace