Formed was I
In likeness and life
By His rod of mastery and perfection
With a companion to stay by
There in the paradise He laid me
And His rain of blessings outpoured
Dominion; I received
Then followed liberty, strength and peace be
He had hold of my hands
I rested in His works instead of Him
I adored the benefits instead of the Benefactor
The foolery of the serpent illusion
Accepting the lustre of the fruit
In a state of waver in Him
I lost hold of His hands
I fell in the valley of the dark
In the cruel hands of the serpent
No path for escape
In my failure to adore Him
I heard the birds sing His name and essence
The trees rejoice upon His presence
In anguish
I cry for rescue
But I could not pay the price
I heard His clear call to me
“I love you”
He paid the price
Upon the drop of His blood
I saw a light in the valley
Then he made me an ally
A piece for the season of Easter????
Lovely????????
Thank you