Isaiah 9:5: A Poem for Advent


This short Advent poem was inspired by my Sunday sermon on Isaiah 9, especially verse 5.

Isaiah 9:5

Ev’ry muddy Army boot, and
ev’ry bloody jacket,
Will burn as fuel upon the fire,
At Messiah’s advent.

The swords and spears of former years
Will till the fertile ground,
Where once the sons of war were laid
Before the trumpet sound.

And though we feel deep darkness here—
Of death and judgment, hell—
The light that makes oppression cease
Will all our night dispel.

So come, O come, Emmanuel,
And be our Prince of Peace,
Our Mighty God and Counselor
Who bids our violence cease.

Johnathan Arnold
Johnathan Arnold
Johnathan Arnold is a husband, father, and aspiring pastor-theologian, as well as the founder and president of You can connect with him on Twitter @jsarnold7.