holy saturday

April 7, 2012 — Leave a comment

Perfection

Pride

Fall

And cursed we crawl

Handed over to live the lie
We chose

Distorting twisted minds that idolise our own imaginations

Denying nature by unnatural means
Death’s sting as condemnation

Reality and sentence

Approval given
Enslaved
Depraved
God haters

And yet He came

The one who for the cursed became
A curse
To set us free from binding powers

And such we used to be
By nature given over
Slaves to sin

He came to win
Defeating Satan’s schemes
And by the Spirit’s life and victory of the cross

He lifts us up
Recreates
Brings new birth

Idols smashed
Minds renewed
sacrificial lives embued
With Christ

Sanctified

And so perfection

Not in us
But freely given grace

Restored
To where
He
Stands

by M.Taylor

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