POEM:THE REDEEMED HUSBAND

The redeemed husband.

Even if his band is playing,

He will not leave his wife complaining.

His words tender, not a knife,

Intended to cause strife.

He doesn’t live in the corner of the roof.

Because the Lord washed his wife’s chaff.

 

The redeemed husband.

His muscles may be tight,

But he still walks in the light.

Adultery? He knows the bait

So with his wife, they often date.

 

The redeemed husband

Always taking the lead

Knows in his transgressions he was dead

Yet onto Christ being conformed. 

 

The redeemed husband.

In his younger days, he made sure they wed.  

He’s now kept the Hebrews 13 demand

To ensure purity in the marriage bed.

 

The redeemed husband

Works from eight,

To make sure he can provide.

At home he won’t be late

Because his children, he has to educate.

Even in the Lord’s mandate.

 

The redeemed husband

Helping the kids with school work,

Ensuring on Christ, they don’t turn back,

And keeping his shoes on the rack,

So his wife doesn’t call him “Wack!”  

 

The redeemed husband,

You surely won’t find him conforming to the world.

Because  Christ rescued.

He’s now a redeemed husband.

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