License To Live or How Will We Escape?

PAD challenge day 19: For today’s prompt, write a license poem.

 

How Lucifer loathed Eden’s pair

The origin of man

Shameless, guiltless, they wandered where

Record of Time began

In Eden’s bliss and there it is

He fixed his jealous hate

Bent to destroy the selfless joy

And spoil man’s perfect state

And ruin God, for he could not

Best Heaven’s uttermost

But was cast to the depths of hell

To dwell there with his host

Lowliest and unholiest

Darkness instead of Light

The cunning Schemer could not rest

But set his bestial sight

Upon a way to rue the day

Of I AM’s ‘Let There Be’

He knew the garden of the mind

Was prone to vanity

(Though sin had not yet entered it)

And all was good and fair

The sight of uncontested Love

Was more than hate could bear

And so this Crafter of Deceit

Took shade beneath The Tree

Laden with fruit sumptuous and sweet

But Forbidden, you see

For God put Law into effect

To guard earth’s paradise

“Eat freely of all trees”, He said

To First Man’s honest eyes

“Save one, and if you eat of it

Then you will surely die”

Aha, here satan chose to sit

To tempt them with a lie

…and so he did and they believed

And Eve first took the fruit

Then gave to Adam, both deceived

The Seed of Sin Took Root

And in that fateful bite Death’s curse

Divided and defiled

Cast from The Garden, man must work

And woman bear the child

And for man’s sin a sacrifice

Of shed blood must be met

For death alone for sin atones

For sin alone brings death

How Holy God loved Eden’s pair

The offspring of His Hand

Has fallen; now sin’s vile despair

Wreaks havoc on the land

The blood of lambs, rams, goats and bulls

Can never satisfy

The wrath of God; where animals

Must die and die and die

And God knew they could never be

The life-blood to redeem

Sin and death-cursed humanity

The prey of satan’s scheme

Where the Highest and Holiest

As eras rose and fell

Knew who would put on Lowliest

To save man’s souls from hell

Knew Who would suffer once for all

To restore Adam’s race

Back to a place before the fall

Through Mercy’s saving grace

For God so loved the world He gave

His one and only Son

To save us from hell’s fiery grave

In Eden’s grief begun

And make a way back to The Tree

Of Life; back to The King

Ah, Death where is thy victory

Ah grave, where is thy sting?

So Jesus, fully God did not

Decline Salvation’s Need

But put on flesh and humanness

Redemption’s flood to bleed

For sin, dark, wretched sin must have

A pure and perfect Lamb

Then God, so rich in Mercy gave

Himself, the Great I AM

Love left His throne, the Lord of Heaven

Bore death’s altar, a cross

He died so man may live, forgiven

For mankind’s gain, His loss

Rejected, beaten, mocked and cursed,

He stayed the cruel course

Love, always putting others first

Could not bear sin’s divorce

Faithful to death, death on a cross

He conquered once for all

The curse that spawned death’s albatross

Begun at Adam’s fall…

For death and grave could not enslave

Where God so loved the world

He sent His only Son to brave

All hell’s fury unfurled

Until with three words ‘it is finished’

Death by death became

The fulfillment of Genesis

For Jesus is His name

The name whereby man can be saved

Not by some corpse’s fame

No! Jesus triumph is engraved

In Hands death could not claim

For seals of stone cannot secure

The Glory of The Lord

Where sacred groan did first endure

The gory pierce of sword

But then burst forth in Victory

And Resurrection’s hymn

Evil in its full misery

Could not Love’s Climax dim

Glad tidings of love’s greatest joy

In Bethlehem proclaimed

Drew from the form of baby boy

A Lamb for sinner’s slain

And from this bleeding sacrifice

Salvation for the soul

Where Dying fills flesh-edifice

 Until faith makes us whole

And whosoever now believes

Where death’s dark fear loomed grim

Because of Love’s shed blood receives

Eternal life through Him

And this a gift, salvation’s gift

From God, so all may bring

No boast, but with utmost joy lift

All homage to the King

So, though we suffer for His will

The trouble that must be

Tis but the rite of passage till

We share His victory

Who, though equal to God did not

Cling to His Deity

But, for the love of fallen man

Died to set sinner free

Then Bow beneath love’s Holy kiss

Where Mercy’s blood-drops fell

For if we neglect Love like this

How will we escape hell?

© Janet Martin

 ...how shall we escape if we ignore so great a salvation? 

Heb.2:3