At the Name of Jesus

Philippians 2:9-11
"Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father."

Jesus
The very name inspires!
That represents a soul's desire
The word which sums up all the grace
Hope, peace, love, joy, and holiness
Into a single phrase
When formed by fervent lips
Such power holds
And though all names
Of princes, kings, and lords
Shall pass away
One name shall be the same:

Jesus
My Lord!
The very name brings tears
When in anticipation
Falls on listening ears
The word, the name
That makes the spirit long
To shout!
And be silent
Here in awe
Of the majesty and power
Commanded at the name
of
Jesus

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Taylor said…
hi! i love all of those poems! OMG! how do you get a blog spot like this????? love it! and i love you :)
October 17, 2007 at 1:10 PM
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