Posted in Christianity, Healing, Hope, Love


the first communion holidays

Love’s price, no, we cannot comprehend
How much our Father loved us to send
Son Jesus, it hurt, He hid His face
Suffering sent, to die in our place

Before His death, Hosannas rang forth
Palm leaves were laid, as He headed north
Footsteps leading to both pain and joy
Passed through angelic voice to destroy

Some loved Him from overflowing hearts
Others despised Him, spoke fiery darts
Forward He went, with you on His mind
Came obediently, others to find

Till, at the appointed time, He was
With presence of His disciples ‘twas
At Bethany, a dear woman there
Drew close to pour ointment on His hair

And she poured pure sweetness on His head
Costly ointment on Him, she did shed
And the Lord knew the love in her heart
A place in His story did impart

Oh Lord! Help us to fragrance our lives
With the droplets fallen from your sides
Wash away all that is in darkness
And Your Power, Love, Sound Mind harness

We are so blessed to know only You
Covered in safety, not what is due
You’ve given so much, for us, no cost
Life, forgiveness, since Your blood was lost

© 2020 Liana Wendy Howarth


Personalized poems now available … See link at top of page. Author of inspirational and children's poetry, Christian song lyrics, e-book "Fragrance from the Spring", "Sunrays and Lily Smiles and my latest release "When A Child Sings" (Aug 2016)

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