poem

The King’s Crown

Jacob Bier
Saturday, July 1st 2023
A crown of thorns on a blue texture with green details.
Jul/Aug 2023

A crown of thorns is forced upon his brow,
His scalp is sliced and both his temples torn;
The skin gives way like dirt beneath a plow,
A crown of thorns.

The soldiers laugh. In derision they adorn
His shoulders with a scarlet robe and bow
Before His feet. They hit him, taking turns

With clubs and whips, but little do they know
This is the King of kings they treat with scorn.
One day he will be wreathed with gold but now,
A crown of thorns.

Saturday, July 1st 2023

“Modern Reformation has championed confessional Reformation theology in an anti-confessional and anti-theological age.”

J. Ligon Duncan, IIISenior Minister, First Presbyterian Church