A poem written on the occasion of Sarah’s baptism – 23/03/04
Rejoice the angels ‘tis blessed day
A prodigal child to her Father returned
All the
world behind her laid
As the Princess entered the glorious Kingdom
Into the watery grave she did obliged
Buried there her Self forevermore
‘Tis day the Old really died
‘Twas the New Man that
walked ashore
Lo, behold! ‘tis temple anew
The holy dwelling of God’s Spirit
No longer to sin will she yield
But His righteousness shall she seek
No longer a captive, no longer a slave
Bought to freedom by Jesus’ blood
Yet a while a sinner, but no longer deprave
Now a saint, a happy child of God
O’ praise Him our Father, whose grace abound
See how His stream of mercy flows
‘Tis day a lost sheep has
been found
And restored to the Shepherd’s fold
O’ praise Him our Lord, whose love so great
Supplied His blood our penalty relieved
All ye sinners just raise thy heads
O’ praise the Holy Spirit, our Advocate
Verily God, Comforter of our pains
Hear Him today as He bade
“Ye must be born again! Born again!”