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The Colour of True Love!

by SIXTUS ONYEANUSI  
6/26/2011 / Poetry




True love and its symbol.
True Love and its sample.
True Love and its work.
True Love and its result!
True Love and its colour!
True Love brings honour!


Love, does it have a colour?

Love is unseen but it's not passive

It's activeit's expressive and impressive!

It's uncommon, enriching and so, expensive.

It's not an object that you can hold

But content you can know

It could be strongly experienced

When the Love in person is present





But I've discovered,

The colour of Love!

The colour of true Love!





I had not known love (though I thought I knew)

Until I realized the love of Christ

His is the Love that carries eternal Light,

Which drives away all internal darkness

It's the Love that illuminates the soul

It's the Love that brings back life's sweetness

It's the Love that fills inside and make the loved whole

This Love is not hooked on conditions

It operates broadly in grace dimensions

It's the love so free and true!

I shouldn't miss it, yes, I and you!





I didn't know love has a colour

I didn't know love brings honour

Until I touch a little of Jesus' love





The colour of true Love is Red

Not because of beautiful red roses,

For they can't stand the heat of the hot sun,

When they are tramped along the way,

They get darkened-the shiny colour can't stay

The colour of True Love is Red

Because of Jesus' Blood

Greater symbol of Love can no man show

Except the Blood on the cross that redeemed my soul





The colour of True Love is Red

Not because of sweet Red wine

Toasted and hosted for celebrations

But because of the Blood Divine

The Love that showed up for my redemption

The Love that ever lives, and ever believes

The love that flows in mercy, hope and joy

The loveonly the Love that satisfies

The Love that brings the word that sanctifies

The thirst in my soul has ceased

The hunger in my heart He's filled

If you've not felt the Love of Jesus,

You won't know how it's so sweet and serious

It's the love that makes you feel as you are no more in this wide-wild world

All because you have in you the King of kings and Lord of lords

Since I laid hold of this Love come from above,

The emptiness and far-fetched hope for comfort are fulfilled

Yes, fulfilled in this Love so pure and surethere's no more sure love than His

He's Faithful, apt to love and quick to forgivenone can love like this

Do you know what it means for the emptiness within to vanish?

Do you know how it feels for your broken heart to be fixed?

The hopelessness and miserable thoughts of hatred and insecurity

Yea, those thoughts of fear, loneliness---pushing me to self-pity,

They are gone,

Because I have God

I have God now

I've felt His Love's power

And I tell you, nothing feels so good like being loved of God

The love of My Jesusso true and so deep

This is the life-giving Love

It's the light-beaming love

It's the heart-healing love

It's the hope-bringing love

It's the home-leading love

The crown-giving love

The love of glory!

The love that goes extra-mile to save from sins

Yes, this love is patient, it cleanses from filths

And clothes you with a brand new holy life

It sets you upon the Solid Rock to soar higher heights





The Love of Christ passeth knowledge

It's so broad that it's beyond coverage

The colour of this Love is Red

The symbol of this Love is Blood- that Blood of the Lamb of God

The Blood of Jesus

The Blood of Jesus

The Blood of Jesus

The greatest prove of True Love

The Love that broke the grave, went deep inside

Stretched forth the large heart of compassion and power

And set the prisoners of hatred and fear free to come outside

Jesus' special love is upon meI believe and see it every hour!

He poured His Blood that I may live

And that's the truthI'm living indeed

Love is unseenit's chemistry

But the love of Jesus is not a mystery

It's clearly seen and obviously known

It's an open letterinviting all to come

You see this Love in between the wooden poll of curse

You'll see someone that dearly loves you

Yes, you see Him there, on that old rugged cross

You see this love in between His heart broken in pain and grieve

All because of me, because of me he hung there to receive

You see this love in between His soul acquainted with sorrow

Up there he hung helpless, awaiting the horror of death

He never tasted death before now, you think it was easy?

It wasn't easy!

It wasn't easy!

Not at all, it wasn't!

But for His undying love He did it!

His Love is true.

Love even unto death.

Even to the death of the cross

So true Love

It wasn't easy for Him





I MUST NOT BE LAZY

TO RESPOND TO HIM

WOE IS ME IF I FEEL AT EASE

UNTIL MANY EMBRACE THIS LOVEIT'S PURE LOVE





You see it in between His palms pierced and hammered open with long-tall-strong-heavy-sharp nails

Look at His beautiful and miraculous hands bleeding uncontrollablylook at the Blood trails

It wasn't at all easy for Him

That Blood flowing out from the middle of His palm is little compared with the one in His heart

It wasn't easy for Him

That Blood is the symbol of Eternal Love

The colour of True Love is Red

Because of that His bleeding side!

He patiently but painfully bore the heat of the hit

He was knocked on all sides.knocked down but still stood up

He didn't stop half-way until He fulfills His perfect Love in all

Thought they had done all to Him

They yet threw a spear at Him

Spear.

A sharp spear.

A piercing spear!

A long fiery spear was thrown at Him!

He was already full of painsHe has bled more than enough!

He has bled enough, yet they threw a sharp spear at Himand it pierced through His rib and caused more Blood to drip!

From the bruises of His Head,

To the nails-bound palms of His Hands

Down to the chest of His compassion where Beloved John slept often;

Blood has covered His face, so much that His beautiful eyes that glittered preciousness of grace,

Pureness of meekness and sureness of truth could hardly be seen.

Those tender eyes that spark beauty and purityso innocent were dimmed!

The tree, even the wooden cross He hung was smashed with bloodthe Blood of my Lord.

His face COVERED WITH TEARS was disfigured!

OH, I WISH YOUR MIND GRAB THE CLEAR PICTURE

I WISH YOU SEE THE BRUTALITY; THE INHUMANITY! Yet 'twas Divinity at work

At eternal work of Love.

Heaven on dutypaving way for me by His sole wisdom in between the cross!

That His beautiful countenance that portrays the glory of Heaven

It cost Heaven Blood to save me

And the cost of this Blood is heavier than heavy

The colour of true love is redfor His Blood

His Blood is pure redunspotted and full of power.

Yes, redeeming power

Yes, forgiving power

Yes, cleansing power

The Blood is alive unto eternityconstantly triumphant every hour!

It cost Heaven their King to save me

Which King on earth would leave his throne;

And go in search of an insignificant bond and unprofitable servant?

Which king could leave his kingdom to bring back a sin-slave lost without hope?

Which king could leave his honour and praises and even his attendants?

But the King of Heaven, yes, the King of kings from whom all things exist and consist,

He made Himself of no reputation and took my poor-frail form to draw me to Him

His Love is true, and always would be.it's forever true and he did it all for me

Love unto death, even the death of the cross.

He gave His Blood.

His Blood is His Love to me.







The Colour of True Love is red, yes, for His Pure-Red-Blood!

Who can do this if not propelled and compelled by Love beyond feelingsit's Love Divine!

It cost Heaven their King to save me. Who am I? what am I?

A pauper and an orphan, having no Father, no hopean alien of the common wealth of Israel of God;

A bond-servant conceived in sin and shaped in iniquity

Totally poor, depraved of purity and bankrupt of humility

It cost Heaven blood, even the purest, priceless and most eligible Blood of the Man Jesus;

It cost Heaven so much a heavy burden to translate me from the kingdom of darkness into the King of marvelous Light of His Dear Son Jesus Christ!

It cost Heaven their best to bring me into rest

Even the rest of the inner soul; the rest from the struggles of sin and addictions







The Colour of True Love is red, yes, for His Pure-Red-Blood!

The Colour of Love is red

Not because of red roses

Not because of red wine

But because of the Blood of the Rose of Sharon,

Yes, because of the Blood of the Lamb of Godthe Man Jesus!

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