God Sent His Son...

   

Broken, pleading, hope lay bleeding

On earth’s battleground, undone

Who can heal man's utter needing?

Only One; God sent His Son

Mortal treasure could not measure

To absolve our guilty groan

Blood of ram inept tradition

Until this; God sent His Son

Law condemns sinful behavior

We are sinful; everyone

Is there for our doom a Savior?

Who, my Lord? God sent His Son

Hate and hunger lunged to slaughter

Goodness, Mercy, Love undone

From the cross pours Living Water

To redeem; God sent His Son

Broken, bleeding, Jesus pleading

Father, forgive what they’ve done

For they do not know; I’m leading

Them to You; God sent his Son

© Janet Martin

 When they came to the place called The Skull, there they crucified Him and the criminals, one on the right and the other on the left. But Jesus was saying, "Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing." And they cast lots, dividing up His garments among themselves. And the people stood by, looking on. And even the rulers were sneering at Him, saying, "He saved others; let Him save Himself if this is the Christ of God, His Chosen One."…Luke 23: 33-35