Monday, January 23, 2012
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Friday, January 13, 2012
This poem was written by our grandson.
What sorrows do our actions bring
When think us wise to everything?
When think us understanding all
But do not listen to the call:
The call to praise our worthy Lord;
The one who rules, the one who sores.
The great and wise, and gracious King,
The Creator of everything.
A face that turns us all undone,
Yet with a heart for everyone:
A heart that calls us all to come,
Abound in His redeeming love.
His grace is greatly needed since
Sin came forth at our own expense.
It happened when God made the earth;
The place that welcomed in sin’sbirth.
God made a man, and made him free
To do the will he wanted, but
He could not tend the earth alone
So God made him another one:
A woman that could help him care
For the earth which He did bare.
And like the man, God made her free
To do the will she wanted; she
Who listen to an evil snake
That told her it was wise to take
The fruit God told her not to eat,
But smelled so good and tasted sweet.
So she went willing into sin
And gave some to her husband then.
So bitter the fruit did taste
When they discovered their new fate.
For now they new both right and wrong.
But good was weak and evil strong.
And sin spread quickly through the world.
We brought it on our own accord.
Dooming all the human race
And sealing our eternal fate.
But on God’s hardened holy face
There was a strong redeeming grace.
He sent His Son, oh, Jesus Christ
As an eternal sacrifice.
For He was beaten, bruised, and killed
That purity in us be filled.
We hung His body on a cross
And hope now seemed completely lost.
For He was dead and in a tomb
And all was gone, and we were doomed.
But miracles could happen still,
And Satan could not have his will.
After three days of lying dead,
Jesus rose up once again!
Out of the grave, Jesus stepped,
For in His light He conquered death.
And rescued now we are from Hell;
That darkened land where Satan fell.
And you may step into the light
If you will only chose what’s right.
In hearing this I hope you know
That in our sin God loved us so.
In Jesus’ wounds our sins He bore,
That we may live forevermore.
That for the filthy human race
God sent His Son to show his grace!