Conceived inside imperfection
was He.
Born into sin's possibilities
was the plan.
All with a woman,
as holy and flawed
as Rahab and David,
Peter and Paul,
you and me.
Living midst Satan's evil
did He.
Drawing the sinful heart
ever closer.
Everything with purpose,
cradle to cross,
birth to death,
a work of mercy
now complete.
Blood Pressure. The New Numbers
6 years ago
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