JEAN WOOD BLASINGAME
[PART•TIME POET]
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The Gift
What an awesome gift
What an awesome God
Who looked down at Earth's spinning sod
and saw the state of fallen men
All riddled, ruined, and filled with sin
He grieved at his created kids...
gone to the dogs, and on the skids
He thought, "How can I make them see
the people they were meant to be?
It's time to implement My plan
to rescue sinful, fallen man
I'm going to send my precious Son
It seems that He's the only One
Who knows the way back to the Source
He'll show the way, correct their course
I know that it may not go well
to send Him down on Earth to dwell
for darkness hates the light of day
and lost mankind resists the Way
but it's the only hope I see
to bring My children back to Me."
And so He came and bore the pain
the suffering, sickness, sin, to gain
eternal life for all, for free.
A cruel death He died for me!
How can we not appreciate
that He would die nailed to a stake
and pay the price it took to save
mankind from a final grave,
to give us life instead of death,
the life of God, His very breath
He breathed into my sinful soul
A reborn spirit, healed and whole
JWB