I HAVE SEEN HIM

I have seen Him in His glory,

Without diadem.

Filled the horizon, He came

Down not to condemn.

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Face grew smaller as He came,

Silently so clear!

Clearer still as face to face,

Smiled!  I felt no fear!

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Uncommon, sure, Son of God!

The Face!  Then He smiled!

Jesus!  And His countenance

Seeing me undefiled!

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Determining a passion for children,

Children that He made!

A sheer joy exuding from His

Face, not stiff nor staid!

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Joyful!  Glad!  Near like a child!

Like, want to play a game?

Not like One crucified,

Not like one crucified in shame!

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But then as though recalling

A saddened look compiled

And sorrowing, expressing, despairing,

As though by sin defiled.

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Remembering the sins of all

The world called to bare.

Heavy laden so sorrowful!

Tempted to despair!

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I must!  This!  All the sins of all

This world contained

In this body, heart of mine,

By Father disdained!

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Foreordained as I die!

Most hideous!  Inspired

By doomed enemy of my soul,

Who from the start desired–

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Doom of all and me, His worst

Foe, once Arc Angel

Over all the Angelic Host

Cannot untangle!

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the tangled Sam (day after Christmas)

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