Posted by: Jonathan Caswell | January 27, 2012



by Jonathan Caswell

While writing allegories on sin

He slipped on the words and fell in…

BECAME the story,

All battered and gory,

He wished it was his evil twin.

His own duplicity faced,

Under Law he would be graced

To lose eye and hand

And decapitated on demand…

No way was he honest or chaste.

If law were the only way out

He’d feel condemned no doubt.\,

Enough to do more

To even the score,

Acting like an uncontrolled lout.

Praise God scribes of poetry

Have a saviour who saves them and me…

Taking the sin curse

On Himself to reverse

Sin’s death knell and set us all free.

Good News—this poet has seen

That the sin in mind is wiped clean…

To God he confessed

Repented and pressed

Forward to accept his new being.

The poet’s faith didn’t save skin,

But only the work done by Him…

Christ paid for our souls

Closing sin’s loopholes,

Busting open Hell’s gates within.


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