These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

The Light of the Son

The sun shines brightly in the sky
to testify of Light.
Great Glory hath the One, Who's nigh,
the Victor over night.

The sun is but a moon, that's all,
when shining next to Christ.
The voice of Man, the faintest call
beside surpassing life.

The sun's so bright to earthly eyes,
that see a narrow band
of the spectrum, whose great lasting prize.
'Twas created by His Plan.

Throughout the universe, that's dark
shine stars, who testify
of Light, Who pierces ev'ry part
of Sin's Debt, Death, and Lie.

The darkness seems so big and bold,
surrounding lights, who shine
each candle shines, where they are told
to search for souls to find.

The sun must shine in strength as giv'n.
Each Christian lights the dark
to boldly serve the Lord while liv'in',
until we disembark.

Reprove not, ye, the sun, who serves
the Lord with dying light.
Obedience His Name deserves,
though "smoking flax" or bright.
(Matthew 12:20, KJV)

The day will come for newness rare
when "fervent heat" consumes.
The "burning" off of ev'ry care,
great Sin's most lasting tomb.
(II Peter 3:10, KJV)

The Lord, He is "consuming fire,"
the Trier of all reigns.
So bright He is, there's no light higher.
No earthly tongue complains.
(Hebrews 12:25, KJV)

The Lord has sight beyond all sight.
He sees through spectrums all
with Eyes, that scan so cunning bright,
none hide from Judgment's Call.

But Mercy sees the shadow's turn
of hearts made true to Him
by slightest heat the dross to burn
to sing from the heart a hymn.

The Light, that keeps the Dark at bay,
the Just makes Mercy sweet,
Salvation is for you, today,
your heart the Savior greet.

by Jay O’Toole
on October 7th, 2020