A cross of wood, a tomb of stone
Could not destroy God’s very own
No hand of darkness can withstand
When “Loose My child!” is God’s command
What life, Love, and beauty casts He
On hearts that call Him brokenly
When final blow has cast its lot
In tangled web one now is caught
But as they grieve for all their wrong
He ushers in His healing song
Reserved for those who will repent
Redemption by His Son He sent
Awaken there, oh foolish man!
Call His Name while yet you can
Tarry not, the hour is late
There is no cause that you should wait
The life and Love and beauty there
A place to cast off all your care
Repentance brings His cleansing flood
Forgiveness through His redeeming blood
By Cherry Bieber 03-23-12
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