Love's Perfected Art

Well worth the while, the smile, the mile

We think we cannot take

Well worth the share of care we bear

When suffered for love’s sake

When suffered for love’s sake, the ache

Of hands and feet and heart

Is but the price where sacrifice

Is love’s perfected art

© Janet Martin

Well worth the while,   the smile, the mile

We think we cannot take  Well worth the share of 

care we bear When suffered for love’s sake

When suffered for love’s sake, the ache

Of hands and feet and heart

Is but the price where

 sacrifice is

love’s per

-fected 

art

© Janet Martin

Well 

worth 

the while, 

the smile, 

the mile

We think 

we cannot take Well worth the share of care we bear

When suffered for love’s sake; When suffered for love’s sake, 

the ache

Of hands 

and feet 

and heart

Is but 

the price 

where 

sacrifice

Is love’s 

perfect

-ed art

© Janet Martin

Their Eyes Deceived Them...

Once

They

Thought

 It was

The

Nails

That

Kept

His blood-bathed body where on a cross His offering poured out perfect

 Love that held Him there; once they thought their hate had conquered Love

And 

Mercy

Cruc-

ified

But

They

 Could

Not

See

The

Sorrow

Of a

Father

Satisfied

© Janet Martin

As a result of the anguish of His soul, He will see it and be satisfied; By His knowledge the Righteous One, My Servant, will justify the many, As He will bear their iniquities.…

Isa.53:11 NASB

Song of Praise to Our Redeemer

Thou, whose word fills bud with flower

Thou who breathes to Being, dust

Thou of love’s infinite power

In Thy Holy Name we trust

For the way to death is certain

When this day of breath is past

Still, the grace that rent The Curtain

Is the grace that holds us fast

Sorrow, bitter for a season

Is neither victor nor chief

Thou, who grants mankind Hope’s Reason

Fathers joy in spite of grief

Thou hast suffered all we suffer

Thou who bore Thy cross, oh Lord

Obedient servant-Lover

Conquered Death through life outpoured

Praise the Holy Name of Jesus

Praise the Lamb of Calvary

Praise Him for the blood that frees us

And verifies Victory

Praise Him for the gift He gave us

Praise Jesus with every breath

Praise Him for the love that saves us

From the curse of sin and death

Praise Him, for there is none greater

Praise Him, Saviour of the soul

Praise Him, mankind’s Mediator

For the love that makes us whole

Glory, hallelujah, Jesus

Glory, hallelujah, Lord

Sing to He whose triumph frees us

Through the promise of His Word

© Janet Martin

Once and For All

PAD Challenge 15:For today’s prompt, write a “one time” poem. 

And now, Father, glorify me in your presence with the glory I had with you before the world began.
John 17:5

What horror bid Thee languish

Thou, Lamb of Calvary

That drew death’s goal from anguish

To glorious victory

What grace flowed from Thy sorrow

Perfection crucified

Once and for all; my Lord, oh

To break sin’s curse, You died

What splendor in submission

What tender agony

What mercy-bowed contrition

Didst plea for you and me

But rock could not contain Him

Nor locks restrain Hope’s Bloom

As ages still proclaim Him

The Victor of the Tomb

Once and for all, my Lord, oh

Man’s awful debt You bore

To save our souls from hell, oh

In death’s Forevermore

Once and for all; ah, Jesus

You took on form of man

Thou, who knew You would free us

Before the world began

© Janet Martin

 

Things Are Not Always What they Seem...

PAD Challenge day 14: For today’s prompt, pick a popular saying and make that the title of your poem; then, write your poem.

The harder the battle the sweeter the victory-Roland

Things are not always what they seem;the first appearance deceives many; the intelligence of a few perceives what has been carefully hidden . Phaedrus


Things are not always what they seem

Dreams, darling with delight

After their thrill of whim is filled

Cannot quell appetite

Free will, feels freer than it is

Never free of its charge

Where we adore or just ignore

The love of God at large

The voice of choice often seems small

And quite irrelevant

Yet, it begets the seed that sets

In motion, what we plant

Things are not always what they seem

Life’s trial and its hurt

Produces in its end, my friend

A patience-perfect work

© Janet Martin

 Consider it pure joy, my brothers, when you encounter trials of many kinds,

 because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance.  

Allow perseverance to finish its work, so that you may be mature and complete, 

not lacking anything.…

James 1:2-4