Vineyard Valuings - Mark's Gospel (15)

orchidee



Tune: Herongate

('It is a thing most wonderful')

Mark 12 v.1-12 parts

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Labourers in the vineyard, they

Did work their ways deceitfully

Killing some prophets, and some beat

This how they God's servants did treat

 

So God, owner of the vineyard

Sent His Son, said they would think hard

And reverence Him, not abuse

Surely this be the thoughts they choose

 

But no, for they said, This the heir

Is, let us kill Him, so His share

Shall be ours, and so greedily

They forgot the owner, here see

 

For He would come, and destroy those

Who delighted and evil chose

And would give vineyard to others

To true Christian sisters, brothers

 

Christ is that Son, the cornerstone

Though He was deserted, alone

For the builders Him rejected

Though He turned out to be the head

 

The head of the corner, holding

Together firm all the building

And this was of the Lord's doing

Marvellous in our eyes, we sing

 

 

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 7th, 2019 03:11
  • Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.8.8.8. metre. The word-picture changes from a vineyard to a building during this discourse.
  • Category: Spiritual
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Comments4

  • Neville

    I like vineyards.. I have my own little one in the Starra Planina Mountains.. hard work tho.. thank heaven for Nikolai and his sons... just saying.. nice hymn poem tho too...

    • orchidee

      Thanks N.

      • Neville

        no worries N

      • Fay Slimm.

        An enjoyable and informative read with lessons to learn Orchi.

        • orchidee

          Thanks Fay.

        • Michael Edwards

          Fine scribblings Orchi.

          • orchidee

            Thanks M.

          • Goldfinch60

            May those vineyards be filled with the grapes to produce fine Rioja.

            • orchidee

              Thanks Gold. Keep me and my water away from them.



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