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Journal Journey # 7

MAN OF SORROWS

by: Jeff Harold Uy

Many of us recognize him

For he was the man who bore our sins

But only few know the other part of the story

The life he had before carrying the mercy tree

He grew up like a tender shoot

Out of dry ground appeared like a root

He had no beauty or majesty

But inside his heart was love and amity

He was despised and rejected by men

A man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering

He was crushed for our iniquities

Pierced for our transgressions and felony

With all the anguish and affliction

Arose peace, healing and salvation

The body he offered and his blood that shed

Are hopes we hold and promise we enfold

We all, like sheep, have gone astray

Each of us has turned to his own way

But He is our Shepherd and guide

By no means we’ll be lost, but be in His side

See whose hands have the scars of grace

The man of sorrows, now the man of praise

Yesterday, today and forever be the same

This I remember, JESUS is His name.

    I want to make this blog as a museum of my works. That's why, it would be my delight to include this poem I wrote. Well, this is different. This is a reflection of Isaiah 53. It tells the other part of the story of Jesus - of who He was and what He did. As you read, just open your heart and imagine the scenarios offered by the poem. 'Tis true, 'tis true, that Christ died for me and you! :')