This is somewhat based on my earlier poem by the same name, but the differences are large enough that I thought it would make more sense to post it in a new thread.
They came with questions, trying to confound,
Their words like arrows, seeking to astound.
But a teacher stood there, calm and wise,
Ready to raise truth over schemes and lies.
With a glint in their eyes, they sought to deceive,
But the teacher saw through, their plans to aggrieve.
He turned the tables, with a simple plea,
Revealing truths, for all to see.
Whose image do you bear? Whose name do you hold?
To whom do you surrender, your heart, your soul?
In the mirror of life, may we clearly see,
Our allegiance to the One who sets free.
A coin was offered, with Caesar's face,
A symbol of power, in this earthly space.
But Jesus spoke of a higher reign,
Where God's image shines, without restrain.
In the gleam of the coin, a deeper truth,
Reflecting the call, from the days of our youth.
To render to God, what truly belongs,
Image-bearers in harmony and joyful songs.
Whose likeness do you reflect? Whose story do you tell?
In thought, word and action, where does your loyalty dwell?
May the truth be our guide, as we journey each day,
The image of God, let our lives display.
Whose stamp is upon you? Whose mark do you bear?
In the midst of confusion, in world's tangled snare,
May our hearts be aligned with the One who is true,
In the image of God, let our purpose shine through.
So let us live, with purpose and grace,
In the light of His love, let us find our place.
They came with questions, trying to confound,
Their words like arrows, seeking to astound.
But a teacher stood there, calm and wise,
Ready to raise truth over schemes and lies.
With a glint in their eyes, they sought to deceive,
But the teacher saw through, their plans to aggrieve.
He turned the tables, with a simple plea,
Revealing truths, for all to see.
Whose image do you bear? Whose name do you hold?
To whom do you surrender, your heart, your soul?
In the mirror of life, may we clearly see,
Our allegiance to the One who sets free.
A coin was offered, with Caesar's face,
A symbol of power, in this earthly space.
But Jesus spoke of a higher reign,
Where God's image shines, without restrain.
In the gleam of the coin, a deeper truth,
Reflecting the call, from the days of our youth.
To render to God, what truly belongs,
Image-bearers in harmony and joyful songs.
Whose likeness do you reflect? Whose story do you tell?
In thought, word and action, where does your loyalty dwell?
May the truth be our guide, as we journey each day,
The image of God, let our lives display.
Whose stamp is upon you? Whose mark do you bear?
In the midst of confusion, in world's tangled snare,
May our hearts be aligned with the One who is true,
In the image of God, let our purpose shine through.
So let us live, with purpose and grace,
In the light of His love, let us find our place.