Beyond the words!
To Him who feeds the little birds
To Him who graces simple fields
With splendor… and who finally yields
With joyful praise!
For Him who sends the sunshine rays
And rain… where saint and sinful live
Provide for all and finally give
For the Lord who deigned
To wash the feet of mortal men!
To teach His own the higher good
Who modeled humble servanthood
For one who owned
The Fallen Family for his own!
Who bore their sorrow and their sin
And carried their afflictions in
For prayerful plea!
Arising from Gethsemane
Where walked the One who came to bless
And walked within the Wilderness
For that greater love
That only comes from up above!
That, for The Created, The Creator die
Embrace a cross, and be lifted high
For the One who raised
His Son to be exalted, praised
Gives us of His Spirit to
Do those things His Son would do
“Since therefore the children share in flesh and blood, he himself likewise partook of the same things, that through death he might destroy the one who has the power of death…”
— Acts 17:24