Blog Posts, Holy is the Lamb, honest, Poem, Prose

It Truly is Enough

All ample ransom,

Yeshua, yet absolved.

You’re pardoned, but bargain.

This meat grunts alongside.

You’ve bought all with a high price,

Why do you still skewer overhead?

‘Why so downcast oh my soul?’

Recall whom you serve.

Live in the life He’s given.

Trust His means of escape.

Might upset, and be unyielding;

Jolt the otherworldly cover-up.

When God’s life-force,

Forces you to break;

Then you see the mistake-

And the flawlessness,

In being damaged.

So He grafts into the fragmented,

Ever nearer then you can ponder.


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