The Cross and the Curse
(A Poetic Digression)
From nothing You formed the earth,
Though Satan tempted Adam to sin give birth.
Now fallen man must live under the curse,
Until the set time You would reverse.
In the fullness, Your Son You did send,
That sinful man might apprehend.
The work of Your plan established firm,
The Deceiver’s plots only to affirm.
Your might and power would not be lost,
While You delighted to give Your Son a cross.
In this paradox we dimly see,
The glory of Your matchless majesty.
How over the curse and by the cross,
Our salvation You purchased at great cost.
Make our stone hearts feel again,
The mystery of Your glorious plan.