Poor
Zechariah
An old priest,
struck dumb, mute
by the word of God,
the holy angel of God
because of fear,
unbelief
uttered in the Holy
of Holies,
the place priests
alone could go
only once a year and
he had blown it
where holy sacrifices
were made
year after year, to atone
for the sins
of the people, of
priests, of the Chosen
the people of God; he
took his turn in that
holy place, was
touched, visited by God’s
agent, angel, to
prophecy; but he had no faith
The Angel Gabriel,
messenger of God
Told of a son, to
him, Elizabeth; a Son
to fulfill prophecy,
to be the new Elijah
to be a messenger
himself, to tell of
the One who was coming
soon, Messiah,
so very soon, the
cousin who
would save, save us
all
,if we would believe
in Jesus, our Savior
where Zechariah
couldn’t, didn’t,
Believe
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edited June 21, 2014
Zechariah’s Silence – v2
Zechariah’s Silence
Luke 1:5-23
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