Tired of the poor theology in today’s favourite hymns? Here’s a new one. There’s no music for it yet, so if someone creative out there can come up with a tune… go use it!
His presence is near He can touch us or hear for in Him we all live and move. But sin hid God’s face so the Son came in grace His goodness and mercy to prove. His message of peace roused within us the beast that raged war on the source of all good. We broke every law when abuse of power saw The Innocent strung up on wood. Tho’ He gave us our breath and waged war against death, we murdered the Author of Life. Yet what man had sought the love of God bought as He freed up our flesh from all strife. On that cross when He died it seemed like the tide of hatred had won out the day. But as we killed The Light and the day became night full forgiveness had the last say. In dying He gave escape from the grave for death could not hold His flesh down. He rose up again, trampled Hell in his train, and won for all people a crown. © W A Fletcher-Cooke, 2021. All rights reserved.