At Messiah’s Return: A Poem About Prophecy

At Messiah’s Return

by Christine Egbert 

All like sheep have gone astray, 

All have turned to their own way.

None are righteous, no, not one.

So Yahweh sent His Only Son.

To the Jew first, as Scripture foretold,
through the Prophet Isaiah in days of old.
But Yah’s plan to redeem His own,
predated Creation, as Scripture has shown.

Knowing end from beginning, it surprised not Yah,
when only His remnant through faith saw.
Others were blinded, given a spirit of slumber,
Till those who were scattered complete the number.

There’s only One God, and ONE congregation there’ll be,
The Nations in-grafted to Israel’s Tree.
When out of Zion, on that Day, the Deliverer turns
Ungodliness from Jacob, at Yeshua’s return.

He will pour out on Jerusalem Yah’s Spirit of Grace,
And supplication, as they mourn in that most Holy place.
When they stare at His nail-printed hands, they will cry,
Baruch HaBa, BaShem, Adoni!