Poetry on Jezebel and Christ....

Jezebel Fell; Jesus Arose

Jezebel, used to having her own way,

vowed for Naboth's "No" there'd be hell to pay.

Worthless fellows were bribed to tell a lie:

"He cursed God and King -- stone this rebel guy!"

Painted face hosts tea under lush grape vines

But justice is not silenced by cakes and wines.

Nothing nullifies God's Word, clear and loud,

God gives grace to the meek, unseats the proud.

When Jehu came to town, Jezebel fell.

Hands and skull spoke that dogs had eaten well.

Jesus, stubborn to do his Father's will,

refused to bow to Satan on the hill.

He didn't come to drink tea in a vineyard

But to be the grapes, crushed and stomped down hard.

Worthless fellows were called to tell a lie:

"He'll wreak the temple -- crucify this guy!"

Cup of wrath drunk by the Innocent;

Justice served, hell paid, for those who repent.

We Gentile dogs don't feast on Jezebel.

Christ arose, by faith on Him we sup full well.

Jeannette Paulson 12/09