Born Again by Love

Nicodemus was a Pharisee

Not blinded by pride so easily

He was seeking true insight

He visited Jesus at night

Though a leader of Hebrews

He opened up and gave his views

He addressed Jesus as Rabbi

Called Christ a teacher without a sigh

Nicodemus knew He came from God

He did not know that Christ was God

Other Pharisees had come undone

Yet miracles truly had been done

If you want to know the kingdom

Be born again, that’s the full sum

Nicodemus was quite confused

A carnal meaning he had fused

Jesus addressed the physical

Jesus addressed the spiritual

His concern remained the kingdom

In heaven, where He came from

Now in the womb, there is water

A baby is born, a son or daughter

What about a spiritual rebirth?

The Holy Spirit gives such a birth

Wind will blow, you can hear its sound

You cannot wrestle it to the ground

A person born of the Spirit

Lives by a rush of Love legit

Hunter Irvine

An original poem based on John 3:1-13

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The Messiah at a Well

A woman in Samaria

Came to a well

A Jewish man rested nearby

Right by Jacob’s well

Six long hours after dawn

In broad daylight

Jesus asked for a drink

In the midst of heat might

“How can you ask for a drink?”

Ethnic bitterness

Animosity had grown

Ignoring, no less

Jesus’ response to her

If you only knew

The gift of God for everyone

And who I am is true

If you knew who I really am

You would ask me

Living water to you my friend

I’d give freely

A plain response the woman gave

You have no jar

We inherited this well

Our blessing in Sychar

Though you drink from this fine well

You’ll thirst again

Whoever drinks what I give

Will never thirst again

Quenched with my living water

A spring will flow

Eternal life you will have

Eternal life you’ll know

Sir I want this special water

She did say

I want to quench my thirst

And quench it right today

Return with your husband

Was His statement

I have no husband

She said with lament?

I know the truth you do tell

And you still mingle

Five husbands you have had

And you’re not quite single

On to a different subject

The woman said

I can see you’re a prophet

What about worship instead

Our forefathers worshiped

On Mount Gerizim

You all in Jerusalem

So agreement is slim

Oblation was the call of Him

The place is not key

Loving worship He revealed

The mode is the key

Hebrews worship the living God

Salvation comes from them

Yet a time had come from heaven

Which no person could hem

Worship God in spirit and truth

That is the need

Worship God in spirit and truth

A revelation indeed

Revelations were flowing out

The nature of God?

Spirit is the essence of God

Spirit is the nature of God

So much to digest

A spiritual realm

She said Messiah will come

Even though overwhelmed

Sharing an epic truth

Given also for you and for me

Jesus gave a salutation:

The Messiah is me.

Hunter Irvine

An original poem based on John 4:4-26

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Hope of Caiaphas

Lazarus did rise from the grave

It was seen by family friends

Some Hebrews put their faith in Christ

Death need not be the end

Pharisee leaders soon found out

Yes their stature was fleeting

What were they so prone to do?

Summon folks for a meeting

Their power and authority

Was fragile in the shadow of Rome

Chief priests, elders, and plenty more

Set to fight for their own throne

The high priest Caiaphas prophesied

For anyone Christ would die

The nation was at a turning point

Israel’s hope was in his eye

Both peers and subjects rejected him

To that priest they failed to submit

Determined to kill the healing man

Execution became their fit

Discreet in His interactions

Near a desert north of Bethany

No move for the Passover cleansing

Jesus had no such need

Hunter Irvine

An original poem based on John 11:45-57

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Water to Wine in a Cleansing Jar

A Hebrew wedding was truly grand

Start at night and roll all day

Food and music kept flowing on

Near the end people hoped to stay

Oh so many people there

Israelites from far and wide

Honoring the marital bliss

Celebrate love side by side

A bad problem then did hit

An insult to the groom and bride

No more wine was to be had

Against the family some might chide

Mary told her eldest son

There is a need for some new wine

Jesus wanted to hold off

His glory was to come in time

Mary took a mom’s prerogative

Mary gave a mom’s demand

Do whatever my son doth say

Christ then gave a soft command

With water fill the cleansing jars

Staff filled them right up to the brim

The banquet head got a taste

New wine was there right up to the brim

There at the start of His ministry

Christ did that wonder in Galilee

Still a symbol for both you and me

Of His blood cleansing on Calvary

Hunter Irvine

An original poem based on John 2:1-11

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A Bold Testimony

A man was miraculously transformed

Unintimidated was he

Pharisees were set on legislation

They struggled with Scripture interpretation

Front and center the man testified

Not knowing Jesus was the Son

Jesus put mud over his eyes

Told him to wash, and then - surprise!

Division came among the Pharisees

Plus Christ had healed on the Sabbath

Not gaining answers they expected

They summoned his parents, quite unexpected

The parents said indeed he was born blind

Then they left it at that

Once again they summoned the witness

Telling him that Jesus was not sinless

The man gave a response to them all:

“I was blind but now I see!”

From there the man got a little sassy

Yet what he said was really classy

Out of the meeting he was thrown

Yet Christ did not leave it at that

Jesus asked him about the Son of Man

Then Jesus said He is the Son of Man

The man responded, “Lord, I believe”

Then he worshiped Christ

His testimony stands to this day

May it help us to walk in the Way

Hunter Irvine

An original poem based on John 9:1-38

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Forgiveness in a Temple Courtyard

Some Pharisees worked hard to employ

What they created, a brilliant ploy

Defending their power at all cost

They refuted Christ’s work to reach the lost

In a temple courtyard, Jesus taught

In a temple courtyard, a woman they brought

The sin of the woman was adultery

Her fellow culprit remained scot-free

In a temple courtyard, the woman was blamed

In a temple courtyard, the woman was shamed

The Mosaic Law set a demand

Death it was, which was at hand

For those elite leaders, no need to sway

They were going to win either way

They asked their question at bay

“Now Jesus, what do you say?”

Was that punishment ever used

Since the time of the judges, I mused

If Christ said “Yes,” He would be hated

Far beyond being berated

But the letter of the Law was clear

Death to the couple, despite any tears

If He said “No,” He was not sublime

They would accuse with a conscience of slim

No idea what He wrote in the dirt

Their harsh anger, could Christ avert?

Pharisees knew they had Him trapped

Thus the question they continued to yap

So Jesus gave them His verdict

A furthering no one could predict

If any person here knows perfection

Be the first to throw in her direction

Jesus wrote again in the dirt

His one sentence did assert

Slowly people shuffled away

A huge crowd with nothing to say

Jesus and the woman were left alone

Oh to hear the voice of Him, His tone

Has no one condemned, not one is nigh

Thus I proclaim, neither do I

Jesus was sinless, so He could stay

Yet His offer was forgiveness that day

And the command He gave for us all

Leave your life of sin, this is My call

Hunter Irvine

An original poem based on John 8:1-11

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Christ cares for you

Do You still care for me?

You are my best Friend

I gave You years of sacrifice

I don’t want hope to end

Jesus gave a promise

To everyone who follows Him

“I am with you always”

Take to heart this gem

Jesus said you will have trouble

His best friends have trouble galore

Yet Christ will not forsake His friends

And His joy is for evermore

Hunter Irvine

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