April 14, 2006

  •   ( click on the link below, after stopping the default music player, to hear the music for this poem)


          http://www.freewebtown.com/jimmish/library/audio/04%20Still%20Her%20Little%20Child.wma


                Mary’s Lament


     


      OH GOD !                                                                                             


     


     


                                                                           Oh God


                                       


                        Oh Lord, my God.


    Lord, look on what they’ve done!


             With cruel spikes and
                                     razor’d pike
                                              they’ve pierced my precious Son.



     


    The Son, oh God, You gave to me
                                          In myst’ry long ago;



       so loved by men
                   Yet so betrayed;
                                   this Son Who loved them so.



     


    Oh God, my God
                   Dear Lord my God


    Do You see what they’ve done?



    With cruel thorns
                       and lash’s scorn
                                 they’ve torn this precious Son.



     


    He poured out tender mercies;
                                   He healed,
                                             and showed them grace.
    Oh, Father God, within His eyes
                               E’en children found Your face.




     


                     Oh God, my God
                                         Sweet Father God 
    Lord,  look at what they’ve done:
                               With dripping sneers
                                                 and raucous jeers


                                             they’ve pierced this wondrous Son.




     


    I’d ask , my Lord,
                  for all Your pow’r
                                  to crush them with Your voice;



                    but this Son’s made it clear this path
                                                     is taken by His choice.





                     


     Oh God
                                       Oh God



                                                          Oh, Lord my God.



    Lord, look at what they’ve done.



                                With blinded sight
                                                            and souls of night



                                                        they’ve crucified



                                                                                            Your Son.
                                          


                                                                                                                                                                           ©copyright 2006 james a. smallish 


                           “Jesus’ mother……stood at the foot of the cross.”   John 20:25


     


     


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Comments (14)

  • This makes me think also of the times in the book of Luke where it said Mary ”kept these things in her heart”.  I think sometimes she had the most difficult “job” in the world.  Blessings to you this weekend, my brother.  Gerrie

  • Really, I’ve often only thought of how special it was for Mary to be the chosen one.  Not how difficult it was for her to see Him die.  Being chosen by God to do something, is not always what it seems to everyone else….  Have a good Easter!

    karry

  • powerful testimony Jim, thank you!

  • beautiful.  have you ever sold your song lyrics? I think they would sell.

    Do you sing them at church?

  • Everything goes well together: the dark blue backdrop, the painted Pietà, “Her Little Child” playing through the speakers, and the words of James A. Smallish on the page. I find it an inspiring breath of fresh air and it reminds me of the power of art to stir the soul and rouse her higher. By the way, thank you very much for your extended comments. I have left you a virtual paperback by way of reply.

  • Jim,  WOW! This is POWERFUL to the core of one’s soul! It’s heart-wrenching to think of what Jesus’ mother, Mary also chose to sacrifice for us when she initially said “Yes, be it done to me according to Thy will” and she ”pondered these things in her heart.” God has gifted you with both insight & a means to communicate it in order to BLESS OTHERS. The song accompanying your poem is absolutely right-on perfect!! In addition to focusing on our Lord’s suffering & crucifixion, this is perspective also appropriate for Good Friday & Holy Saturday reflection. Thank you so much for this message, Jim. Love, your sister, Cheryl

  • HAPPY EASTER, Dear Jim!!!!!

    Blessings to you and yours,

    Lucy

  • Beautiful words….thank you for sharing!  Have a very blessed Easter!!!

  • I like this. I’m not sure why…

  • Incredible…Praise God for His Son…and all He has done for us.

  • Wow…you made me tear. I would almost expect to read that in the Bible. I wonder what she did say to God the night she talked to HIm after her son was murdered. I wonder what those 3 days without him were like. Imagine what went through her head the day she saw him again. She did more than give birth to our savior, she mothered Him and didn’t fight God when He needed to sacrifice Him. I suppose only a parent can really understand what that was like for her.

    Anyway, Happy Easter to you as well! I will be spending mine alone in my dorm, but an Easter just me and my Savior doesn’t sound all that bad to me ;)

  • have a blessed Easter

  • How hard it must have been for Mary to watch her Jesus crucified, just think what a difference 3 days made to her?

    Praise God for the Resurrection!!

    Mike

  • WOW! When I first started reading it (forgive me, I’m tired) I wondered where it came from, then realized you probably wrote it and hurried to the bottom to see. Sure enough – this is wonderful….

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