"Here Comes Our King"

A-Poem-a-Day Until Resurrection Day

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Today I have a new poem to share...

HERE COMES OUR KING

 

I recall Zechariah prophesied

that Our King would come to us

just and endowed with salvation

humble and mounted on a donkey, still

 

it’s difficult to believe

that this King processing toward us

can possibly be the King

we’ve been expecting

 

But here comes a King

riding along the road to Jerusalem

that leads to the Temple

He’s not in a fine carriage

or upon a stately white stallion

No. This king is astride

a lowly brown donkey

 

just as Zechariah foretold

 

He’s not wearing a long regal robe

just an ordinary tunic

There’s no crown studded with jewels

upon his head. No ornate golden scepter

in His hand

 

but this King

has healed the blind and lame

and raised the dead before our eyes

He’s fed our hungry multitudes

and actually walked upon the Sea of Galilee

 

No one has ever done such things before

 

This King has taught us to pray

and has proclaimed

the very words of God

 

I’ve seen Him—

 

I believe Him

 

so I remove my cloak

and lay it on the road before Him

then break off a low hanging branch

from a palm tree nearby

 

Maude Carolan Pych