Poem that refers to "Ben Hur"

I wrote this poem in South Korea (after having complained to God that there was nothing on TV, and pleading with him to let there be something worth watching on - THEN finding "Ben Hur")...

1. My joy from me, no man taketh,
Though God seemingly forsaketh;
And I seem to be alone,
And My sorrow do bemoan.

2. No more can they do but kill,
And, in that case, rise, I will;
Hallelujah, then, I say,
Hallelujah, anyway!

3. Now I'll hit the jolly sack,
Had enough of this day, Jack!
But it ended with "Ben Hur"-
Well, it ended! That's for sure!

Although Peter did Intend...

This is what I wrote after reading, "To See the End", which I greatly enjoyed, by Jocelyn:

1.  Although Peter did intend, / To go in and see the end;
And got trapped, and - Christ - denied, / While his Master went and died;

2. And the tears did, his eyes, sting, / "The end" was a be-gin-ning.

3. For, a seed, into the ground,/ As poor weeping Peter found;
Has to fall and die - or own,/ That it will remain alone.

4. Jesus, to the cross, submitted,/ And the yoke, though painful, fitted;
Peter swung his sword and fought,/ For him, the yoked fitted not.

5. In his shattered stream of tears,/ After "putting in three years";
He was finally "dy-ing",/ So that he could, fruit, forth, bring.

6. On the day of Pentecost,/ He had, self-reliance, lost;
And this was on full display,/ And the Pharisees did say;

7. "Jesus, with, have these men been,/ And this can be plainly seen;
For they are, as he was, bold,"/ As he, them, the gospel, told.

8. See, though, Peter, this, not, sees,/ Jesus will give him the keys;
And will not, in any wise,/ Change his mind - though he denies.

9. And, though Satan will, him, sift,/ The calling of God, and gift;
Still, without repentance, are,/ As God's ways, above us, far.

a. Therefore, if, with Peter, we,/ Coming, are, the end to see;
Let us find com-fort and grace,/ From this man, who ran his race;
Even after falling down,/ And got him, of life, the crown.

b. And, if what we had in mind,/ Is not what, in life, we find;
Let us to God's will, submit,/ Which, indeed, smarteth a bit;

c. For the Father of Lights will,/ Our emp-ty a-ching hearts fill;
With a lavish, rich, supply,/ Of his goodness from on high;

d. Evermore, at his right hand,/ Pleased as ever, we shall stand!;)