Aug. 16, 2015

A Miraculous Deliverance

Ole Herod the king,
A gross evil had done
By imprisoning
Zion’s two Sons.

Straightaway, he killed
The apostle James.
But, for the moment,
Kept Peter in chains.

And after Easter,
He’d slay Peter too -
But had no clue
What God would do.

So Peter was bound
With chains of iron,
And guarded by soldiers
As strong as a lion.

At Mary's house,
'Tho hope seemed dim,
The Saints were gathered
And praying for him.

On the night King Herod
Would've had him killed,
Peter laid sleeping -
So peaceful and still.

Between two soldiers,
He rested there,
As the keepers watched
The prison with care.

Then, suddenly, an angel
(A heavenly creature),
Mysteriously appeared
Unto Peter.

And smote him gently
Upon his side -
Saying, "follow me,
I am your guide."

As Peter arose,
His chains fell off!
His hands were freed
From the iron cuffs.

He decked his sandals,
Donned his robe,
And followed the angel
That led him forth.

Now, Peter must make
A sober decision:
Was it all REAL?
Or was it a vision?

They came to a gate
(The angel and he)
That led to a city
Where he’d be free -

And there, the angel
Of a noble feat,
Suddenly vanished
From the street.

Then Peter composed
Himself and said,
“Tis God's deliverance,
Or I would be dead.”

At the home of Mary
(John’s mother),
Many were praying
For the dear brother.

And when Peter knocked
At the door of the gate,
A girl named Rhoda -
So ELATED in state-

Neglected to open,
But ran with cheer -
Informing the others
That Peter was there.

He knocked until someone
Opened the door.
And all were surprised
To see him once more.

They thought he was DEAD --
Killed by the king.
But God had done
A miraculous thing.

Then Peter signaled
To hold their peace,
While he declared
A mighty release.

And the saints rejoiced
From everywhere
That God had delivered
On the wings of prayer.
(Revised 11/2019)

(c) Walterrean Salley