In the canvas of redemption, a divine stroke,
A promise whispered, a crimson cloak.
“Though your sins are as scarlet,” He declared,
A grace-filled truth, in the hearts it’s shared.
Scarlet sins, a vivid hue of transgression,
Yet hope springs forth, a holy confession.
They shall become as white as driven snow,
A transformation profound, in love’s gentle flow.
Crimson stains, a mark of human strife,
But behold the promise, the promise of life.
“They shall be like wool,” the Savior decreed,
A cleansing power, for every soul in need.
The scarlet fades, the crimson transforms,
In the mercy of God, a soul reforms.
Through grace, a metamorphosis untold,
A story of redemption, beautifully unfold.
In the hues of forgiveness, a heavenly glow,
The scarlet sins to white, in the divine show.
Washed in the purity, the cleansing tide,
A resurrection within, where love abides.
So, let the words resonate, a sacred decree,
Of scarlet to white, from crimson to free.
For in the arms of grace, we find release,
A promise fulfilled, our sins find peace.
[Based on Isaiah 1:18]
Mary (tqhousecat) said:
I love the diversity in poetry, as God, who never changes, reveals to His servants, His amazing holy and redemptive plan.
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Michael Wilson said:
Amen!
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ladysheepdog said:
Excellent !! Love it !
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Michael Wilson said:
Thanks be to God!
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Frank Hubeny said:
Nice lines in both sound and meaning:
“So, let the words resonate, a sacred decree,
Of scarlet to white, from crimson to free.”
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Bereancrossroads said:
Excellent brother Michael! 😀✝️✝️✝️📖
“Crimson stains, a mark of human strife,
But behold the promise, the promise of life.
“They shall be like wool,” the Savior decreed,
A cleansing power, for every soul in need.”
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SLIMJIM said:
Beautiful poem brother; Gospel cleansing!
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