IT WAS LOVE

My heart, spirit, my  everything

Longing soul cries out

To my Maker, Lord, and my King,

What is this life all about?

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Just why did you make us?  Why, why?

Surely You knew we would sin!

Capricious, You are not!  Life of strife

Could never salvation win!

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Winning nothing.   You had to die!

Proof of Your love that is it!

Knowing consequence You would die!

Sin’s wages You assumed it!

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Everything known before it occurred

And that’s what omniscience means!

Perfect in knowledge, everything known!

Surely this is what  it seems!

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We created free moral agents

The meaning I, I can decide,

Sure, where I spend the Eternal Life.

That Deity contrived!

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Meaning, the choice is mine complete!

I decide my own fate!

As Judge sits in His Judgment seat.

I come early or late!

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Sure late it is assumption correct!

Too late to say, I am sorry?

But who can tell where God is concerned?

So I missed the trolley.

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But God was a mind.  Mind of minds!

Nothing improbable!

Thinking worlds!  Into existence!

So what  could be impossible?

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He has to love with our love in return

While His love is consummate.

Desires same but cannot be controlled,

Though it some early or late!

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That thief on a cross, “Remember me…”

Nothing halfhearted there.

His love, just now articulate!

Can anyone’s love compare?

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Thief on that cross “Remember me…” when

What more was needed?

Compassion only Christ’s love in

His death conceded!

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His love made Him do it!

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the Sam  12.19.11

PSALM 119:97-120, READ IT

The Bible stands!  Sure, known as The Word.

Word of God, of course!

Testimonies it stands alone.

Ordinances!  With force!

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Of course, commandments!  To be sure!

Believe!  Obey them and live!

Righteous judgments!  Can you not see?

Sure, promising to give.

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Testimonies of all the Great Ones.

Statues, with all complete!

If we keep them!  But how can this be?

Heard of the Judgment Seat?

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Sure, “There is none Righteous, no not one”.

How then anticipate?

The joys of Heaven?  “Wages of sin…”

“Death” to many, too late!

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All hearts should tremble!  Falling way short

With fear of Hell eternal!

But Jesus gave His Life for sin’s wage,

Cruel cross, discernible!

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Sure, the naked eye could see!  And cringe!

Sight of One hanging  there.

Held  by spikes to die painfully!

But the self-righteous could not care!

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Suffered there!  Yes, the suffering Christ!

The Son of God who gave

His own life, yes, of course He suffered!

All my soul to save!

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Reaction?  Surely it grieves the heart

Of God of love to see

The way we treat this knowledge, His love,

So adamantly!

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Could not care less, our attitude,

Nails, spikes, a cross!

Wear it, see it, just everywhere!

Forgetting the pain, the loss!

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Sam Cox  08.29.11