A Sonnet by George K. Johnson (1920-2007)
The seventh Sunday after our Lord rose
From rock-hewn tomb to conquer mortal death,
The Feast of Weeks drew his apostles close
In Upper Room observance. Then a breath
From God made mighty winds and tongues of flame
As he bestowed on them the Paraclete,
The Holy Spirit equally the same
As God and Son, but their enabler mete
To them to witness worldwide to Christ's gist.
Our Christian church was born on Pentecost
As Christ's apostles turned evangelist,
Baptizing thousands who would not be lost.
Thus was our Christian worship well engrossed
In Triune Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.