Sonnets for my Savior #1

Change

 

I’m trapped in my own sin.

Willfully stagnate and hidden from light.

There is nothing in me that can make my wrongs right.

Against my flesh I can not win.

I’m lost and can’t find my way.

I’m sick and can’t be healed.

The sins I bury will inevitably be revealed.

Who can turn this night into day?

Jesus, my Lord and Savior can find me.

His sacrifice the price for my inadequacy.

His death in mortal flesh gives my spirit eternal life.

Because of Jesus, my Lord and Savior, I am free.

My sanctification he produces patiently.

With him in my heart, I am at last made right.

 

Note: I’ve never claimed to be a poet. This is designed to do a few things: First and foremost, it’s designed to praise God. Please let these sonnets be a tribute used to glorify him. Don’t let me be like the Pharisees of old, making a show so that I might look pious. Instead, please let this be a tribute to Jesus, and through him, the God of all. Second, in considering what to do to continue testimony, I wanted to do something that would glorify him by helping me grow.  Some of my favorite parts of scripture are in Psalm. The idea is to grow in Christ by growing in this skill with which he’s blessed me. I’m still not certain I’ll continue this path. Again, I don’t want this to become a false show of faith, but rather, a genuine praise of him and artistic show of the gospel.

 

That said, I’d appreciate feedback from any poets who might read this. As I write these, I’d like to grow.  I think this is technically sound.  I’m think it would get an A in a class for structure, but I’m not sure how effective it is.  Your help to grow here would be appreciated.

Thanks for reading,

Matt