If we want our worlds to be healed
We must show them how to Christ yield
Let others obsess over Law
Our job is Gracing each flaw
That’s much easier said than it’s done
But that is why God killed His Son
And if we would disciples be
Our path must nail that same tree
This is the norm we embrace:
The beauty of seeing Christ’s face
Is stronger than all earthly power
And what we need most in this hour
Yet if we dare prove that Word true
Our own righteousness we must rue
For sin-frozen hearts will not budge
If we take the role of a judge
The alternative is quite near
But frankly it fills me with fear:
The boundary twixt you and I
Is what Jesus claims now must die
It’s hard to see why He would ask
Such a nonsensical task
How can I fulfill His plan
Without that which makes me a man?
Yet this is the revolution
Presaged by incarnation
God’s plan to redeem His Bride
Made Him cast godhood aside
And that is how Christ showed them Who’s boss
By yielding His Self on a cross
Proving that eternity
Breaks through when I lose Me
And this the glorious fate
That lurks behind the narrow gate
When Christ-yielding you see me show
Closer to Him we all grow
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