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Human Worth

I believe in man is more than meet the eyes Not quite God, but potential almost there Body from the earth the thorough worth denies But God in us more than wisdom can share For there upon the ground God's shadow laid And there in his hand the contours fittly framed Man indwelled by God, God's image was made More then the viper tongue inspired ever blamed O angels now rank above us, were not so highly Formed, nor crowned with equal glory in honor Of hia name. O sin has pulled the veil so slyly Over reason, and death over praise invoked terror But then he came, and in the fallen image reigned Taking his shared image back to himself again And in that cankerless flesh disdained sinful stain And gave a little glimpse of what is in our domain. I believe when reason is stilled and faith returns We will behold beyond the eyes brim purest gold And nothing need this soul, and nothing it yearns For man shall see God and be what the eyes behold. ii Just in case you do not understand the blind ritual The egg that eclipsed the meaning of the cross Think what price was paid when the Creator celestial Count the universe, self and purpose loss To redeem sinful man. What if he did not come back What if the grave tight fisted was a mute so deaf An impermeable rock, an impenetrable crack And an abandoned universe of God suddenly bereft Falls to nothing, like before the beginning began Everything then lost would be ultimate worth of man. I take my value, and esteem from my Creator king And when others rise from microbe stream, I rising sing That I am unique, and my dominion measures my wing But not the flight, my soul lofted upward to praise my king

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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