Luke 7:11-17
- Sherry Coyle
- Jan 7, 2022
- 1 min read
Updated: Apr 25
The grief was so palpable,
In Nain, that painful day,
Death was boldly mocking,
No words were left to pray.
But Jesus entered in,
He saw the mother's eyes,
His heart so tenderly stirred,
His words to her, “Don't cry."
Then to the cold, dead son,
The Savior did calmly walk,
His hand touched the bier,
Shocked bearers had to halt.
With firm words to the boy,
Observed by those so near,
"Young man, I say. . .Get up!"
Authority, undeniably clear.
And overwhelmed by Jesus' presence,
Overcome by His unstoppable power,
The dead son raised to life,
To Jesus, death did cower.
So given back to his mother,
Was this "only son,"
By the Only Son of our Father,
Israel’s long-awaited One.
Then "filled with awe” was the crowd,
And all to God gave praise,
"God's come to help His people,"
Proven by the boy He has raised.
And this is who Jesus still is,
And this is what Jesus still does,
He gives mothers back their children,
Most assuredly, the Bible says.
So, grieving mother, don't give up,
Our Lord sees your tears,
Your pain, He always feels,
Your prayers, He always hears.
At just the ordained moment,
Though all might now seem lost,
Life He'll breathe into death,
For on that Cross, He paid the cost.
To your dear boy, He will speak,
Your precious girl, He will touch,
Keep believing this is so,
Though the burden seems too much.
And when praise within seems lost,
And doubt demands its due,
In Jesus, you must keep hoping,
For death He resurrects, and life makes new!
Hallelujah!
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