The price was paid so long ago,
Christ took the death for you!
Cruel death of the cross He contrived,
Just what else could He do?
Death for sins all anticipated
Ever since man’s beginning
In that fullness of times deliberate!
His death for you continuing!
This substitution had to take place!
Sure, His love for sinful man!
“Wages of sin is death!” The exchange
This only God can!
Such substitution had to be accomplished
God’s love for sinful man!
The repetition, sure, for effect!
Can such expression be
Ever vibrant enough to
Capture His love for me?
This accomplishment: price paid in full.
What further could be done?
Son of God, yes, man’s creator,
To die for everyone!
“Wages of sin, sure, death!” All have sinned!
Fallen way short of projection.
God’s projection for all men in sin,
Lost torn from protection!
Only God, a God’s protecting hand,
Love could make Him deny
His holiness, so spotlessly pure.
To this though we comply.
The thought of assuming all men’s sins
Dying in sin for us.
Who never knew sin, spotless Lamb of
God! And we from the dust!
“Dust to dust” of all mankind said,
But of the body alone!
by the Sam 11.28.11