He stepped off of His throne,
So glorious above,
For no other reason,
But to shine forth His love.
The angels in awe,
Bending knee at the sight,
Of the King of Creation,
Robed in radiant light.
But the splendor displayed,
On His heavenly throne,
Was eclipsed by the sight,
Of humility shown.
He walked the earth as a Servant,
Humbled Himself as a man,
As angels looked on, in stunned disbelief,
At the wonder of God’s ancient plan.
His eyes are like brightest starlight
Piercing yet gentle and clear,
Though the heavens cannot contain Him
To the humble He gladly draws near,
By the precious blood of Jesus,
Like a lamb without blemish or spot,
He redeemed us from our sinful ways,
That the world and our selfishness taught.
Though our sins be as scarlet and crimson,
By His blood we are washed white as wool,
His presence to cleanse and to heal us,
His peace to restore and make whole.
Our pardon was purchased on Calvary,
A new covenant sealed by His blood,
What we could not do, He did for us,
When He wash away sin like a flood.
Fear not said our Great God and Savior,
To approach the great Father above,
It’s His pleasure to give you the kingdom,
Tender mercies and unfailing love.
We are beckoned- approach the throne boldly,
Our entrance secured through the cross,
No matter how small, or great the request,
Not one word is forgotten or lost.
Mark Tnjum – 2006
What I once thought an exhausting wrestling match
I now see as God’s loving embrace,
I once thought it was I holding on for dear life
I now see I am held by God’s grace.
For so many years I’ve cried torrents of tears
And thought they were poured out in vain,
But God stored each one up in a bottle
And used anguish of soul for great gain.
So please dear Christian don’t give up
Even when things seem hopeless and dark,
For Christ can set the whole world ablaze,
With a smoldering wick and one spark.
Mark Tinjum – 2016
They led Him away bound with chains,
To the mob gathered by the High Priest,
The ones who the very night before,
Celebrated the Passover feast.
He faced off against His accusers alone,
For His friends had forsaken and fled,
The High Priest deemed Him deserving of death,
Long before any words had been said.
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