The sonnet draws from Acts 17:28 (KJV), “For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring,” to envision the Savior’s majestic affirmation of humanity’s divine origin. It begins with the poets’ written wisdom—bold declarations that we exist and thrive in Him—elevated by His triumphant voice, likened to a trumpet splitting a sapphire tide. This voice robes the redeemed in regal splendor: garments woven from molten stars with golden rivers and silver threads of moonlight, dyed in deep purple as rich as amethyst, and adorned with blazing rubies, sapphires, emeralds, and diamonds. These gem-strewn robes, unfurling like banners, proclaim their noble status as His offspring, forged in celestial fire and crowned in joy. His scepter resounds with the poets’ ancient hymns, affirming that in Him, they shine eternally as His richly crowned heirs, their glory a testament to His boundless design.

As certain of your poets boldly cried,
“In Him we soar, His blood our golden vein,”
His voice, a trumpet, splits the sapphire tide,
And robes us all in splendor’s royal reign.
From molten stars He weaves our noble frame,
With silver threads like moonlight’s frozen gleam,
In purple deep as amethyst’s acclaim,
Gold rivers flow, His joy our endless theme.
Rubies blaze, and sapphires crown the fold,
Emeralds dance with diamond’s radiant might,
These gem-strewn robes, His banners to behold,
Enwrap our forms in heaven’s jeweled light.
His scepter rings, their ancient hymns resound,
In Him we shine, His offspring richly crowned.