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by Montserrat {Chocolate on my Cranium}

I am not a poetry person. Oh, I enjoy reading it, memorizing it, but not analyzing or writing it. Maybe I’m afraid to just let go, to let my emotions break through. Or maybe I just haven’t experienced poetry enough. Regardless, I have written one poem in my life. It is nothing noteworthy nor particularly exciting. Instead it is a simple testimony of my Savior, Jesus Christ, written many years ago while I was out riding on a tractor one spring day with my husband and our two small daughters at the time.

Hands around the world


The wondrous works thy hands have wrought,
The majesty of thy being,
Doth cause within my humble heart,
A peaceful quiet knowing.

Thou art my Savior, my Master, my Healer,
My soul from sin redeem.
Oh, beautiful Lord, my Rock, my Pillar,
Thou King of all supreme!

Thy suffering pains no man could share,
In agony that night spent!
And still, next day, the cross to bear,
That all mankind might repent.

Three days thy body lay in tomb,
My Lord, the Anointed One.
What joy is found, the empty tomb!
Victory over death is won!

Thou art my Savior, my Master, my Healer,
My soul from sin redeem.
Oh beautiful Lord, my Rock, my Pillar,
Thou King of all supreme!

My sins are great, my soul doth grieve,
“O wretched man that I am!”
Yet, in thy bosom, sweet reprieve,
Cleansed by the blood of the Lamb!

About Montserrat {Chocolate on my Cranium}

Montserrat enjoys classical music, playing the piano, reading biographies, eating gourmet chocolate, and playing a good game of Scrabble. A farmer's wife and mother of nine, she thinks spending time with her family is truly heaven on earth!

6 Responses to Redeemed

  1. Paul says:

    Wordsworth used to compose his poetry while he walked (presumably through the daffodils) with his sister; he would recite and she would record. I wonder what he would have written had he been riding a tractor! 🙂

    Thanks for sharing this with us today.

  2. Deborah says:

    Impressive to say the least! I disagree about how humanity measures and weighs Beauty, especially after Isaiahs words about the Savior in which he had absolutely nothing that would cause us to see him above regular and uncomely but, to the mortal eye, not heaven! You ARE Beautiful !

  3. Susanne Nielsen says:

    I, for one, have long admired anyone who can write poetry or music. Sadly, it’s far, far beyond me!

    This lovely poem put into words many of the same feelings I have for our Savior . . . thank you for writing them down so my heart, too, could find utterance. You added a bright and precious light to my day.

  4. Lisa says:

    This is so lovely. I could almost put a melody to it. It could certainly be a hymn. Such a lovely testimony.

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