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Poetic Spirit
Friday, 3 August 2007

The All-Expensive Gift

Oh, that we, as chosen few,

Might see that blood-stained cross anew;

That crown so sharp, cutting in;

All for me, to erase my sin.


His love for the Chosen, an awesome thing,

Compelling such action from the Creator-King;

A princess for a dung beetle would never die;

Yet, far greater the gap between He and I.


Comparing himself to criminals, man says, "I do what's right,"

Like dirt looking at tar and calling itself bright.

But God says, "Compare yourself to Me,"

"You must be holy, as I am; only then Heaven you will see."


A man with intelligence

Should answer back and say,

"No one is perfect!"

"I can't compare to God!  No way!"


But that's why He died

For you and for me;

We can never be good enough;

Therefore, it's free!


Not a casual grant;

It was bought with His blood.

A ransom buying back slaves;

Freeing pigs from their lust for mud.


A universal grant?  No.

This gift must be accepted, to own;

More than just Religion;

Christ must personally be known.


Repentance, commitment,

That's what it's all about;

But even more than that,

More than being devout...


When Christ is accepted as Lord,

Regeneration takes place;

The Holy Spirit comes to live inside;

All sins He does erase.

The person is made holy;

A living temple and saint, now is he;

A new creation, sinless in God's eyes,

Credited with Christ's righteousness, the Father does see.


Jesus trades His holiness

For that person's sin;

On that pre-ordained cross

This privilege He did win.


Now that person stands

On the holiness of Christ;

Who suffered in our place,

So the Father's wrath was sufficed.


This gift is yours only when you accept it;

You must surrender to His control;

Refusing means paying for sin yourself,

Which takes forever for a sinful soul.


This matchless gift is free,

But foolishly often rejected;

The most valuable prize of all is offered,

Yet most choose to be unaffected.


One day you'll stand before God,

All your lies, theft, cursing and lusts will be made known;

Either Christ can be your Advocate,

Or else you will stand in your sins before God the Father's throne.


(written/created by Jeff)


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Posted by Jeff at 2:56 AM EDT
Updated: Friday, 10 August 2007 4:56 AM EDT
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