Dwell

I am not a poet, but I like rhyme and metre. So, sometimes I take to versifying thoughts I've had as a way of creating structure and linear thought. If that sounds like poetry to you, then here is a little poem I wrote. A couple (literally, two!) friends asked me to share a written copy of it and I promised I would. I had used it in this sermon.

In this poem I am reflecting on God dwelling with us. From Eden, to Tabernacle, to New Creation.

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Dwell

The creator walled in a garden

A place where men met God;

And told Adam and Eve his wife

To till the fertile sod.

In midst of all he placed one tree

With fruit he did forbid.

They took and ate and then they saw

what their rebellion did.

Cast out forever from that plot,

Banished to the east;

With cherubs blocking all return

To the heavenly feast

Sin had ruptured unity.

The way to God was barred.

Mankind fell from joy and ease

To a life so very hard

God in mercy then clothed that pair

With skins from sacrifice.

Soon bloody altars took their place

To pay the sinners’ price.

This way to God was part at best,

Hid behind the screens.

Until the Saviour came and died

And changed the fragile scene.

The veil was torn, the temple done!

The tabernacling King

Had opened up the way to God

And caused our hearts to sing,

“Praise to the One who dwelt with us

So we might dwell with God.”

That One deserves all of our love

Our glory, praise and laud.