Can words describe Him?

[skalenfehl]

I wrote this while on my mission in Germany almost twenty years ago. At that time I intently studied the scriptures, comparing the four gospels in the New Testament, talks by general authorities and I poured over every available resource until I was fully able to grasp the the Lord's infinite atonement. I struggled to find the perfect wording to express myself when I wrote this. It took me a while to realize that I would never be able to fully capture what was inside. This was partly inspired by Bruce R. McConkie's last talk before he passed away. I thought it would be appropriate to share this Easter holiday.

Can words describe Him?

Can words describe the heavens the moment He left home,
Or how His Father watched as He left His promised throne?
Can words describe the picture of the glorious, starry night
As the lamps in a lonely manger burned with fiery light?

Can words describe the image of the tiny newborn’s face
As He gently nestled in His mother’s warm embrace?
Can words describe the scene of the multitudes that day
As the Master stood among them and taught them how to pray?

Can words describe the perfect love which filled the Savior’s soul,
Or the healing touch of His gentle hands as He made the lepers whole?
Can words describe His love for us; His heart so full of grace,
His mercy and His sacrifice to save the human race?

Can words describe His wonder, His tears and agony;
And the drops of blood I caused Him in Gethsemene?
Can words describe His countenance when they smote Him with their hands
And spat upon His face because they didn’t understand?

Can words describe the scourging, the thorns upon His head,
The mocking and the laughter as His weakened body bled?
Can words describe His broken heart and mortal agony
As He hung six hours on a cross and did it all for me?

Can words describe His mercy; the King of every Jew
When He said, “Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do”?
Can words describe the picture of the best man crucified;
Of the Savior, of the King, of my big brother as He died?

Can words describe my feelings, my mental agony
To try to comprehend His love to bleed and die for me?
But one day I will see Him and though my heart may fear,
I’ll bow my head and kiss His feet and bathe them with my tears.

©1990 Marc Martinez

[tomk]

This was beautiful.

Especially the last stanza:

Can words describe my feelings, my mental agony
To try to comprehend His love to bleed and die for me?
But one day I will see Him and though my heart may fear,
I’ll bow my head and kiss His feet and bathe them with my tears.

I don't know many things, but I know that when I see Him - when I look into His eyes, I will know if I belong there with Him. That day will be thrilling, and I know that I will know it is a Gift. It was all a Gift.

[skalenfehl]

There's a song out called "I can only imagine". Those few words sum it all up for me. It's a beautiful song.