We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
The Living God must always be the Standard of All Truth. My life forever is in He, Who formed me in my youth. The Living God can never once relinquish aught of pow'r. The thought of this is an affront to Safety's lone High Tow'r. The Living God must stand Alone, outside the Day of Time. How else could He for Sin atone so finally in His Prime? The Living God is living large, and we are living small. Our search for Truth from it diverge before we on Him call. The Living God must stand unmatched by any pow'r thought near. Blest Truth from all are unattached, that Truth be truly clear. The Living God has lived for aye, and will live evermore. He makes of life the lasting Day with bless-ed more in store. The Living God in righteousness must judge and not acquit for Justice doth one Standard bless. Perfection can remit. The Living God knows, that we fail. Perfection we can't be. This Standard of the Holy Grail makes lost one out of me. The Living God makes saved fore'er this me, so hopeless, lost. Redeemed I am through Sin made bare to Christ, Who paid the cost. The Living God once bore my cross. He died, that I might live. He rose, again, full paid my loss, eternal life to give. (John 3:16; John 6:37,44) by Jay O'Toole on February 23rd, 2021 |