You were there. In the beginning.
When we received the breath of life.
You knew we broke the only rule.
You saw us try to hide.
We had failed to trust God's goodness.
We bought the serpent's lie.
We disobeyed, deflected blame.
Sin's wages cost our lives.
But you came seeking.
To restore. To liberate. To free.
To end our fear of death and hell.
To trade our filthy rags for crowns,
and make us royal priests.
You came to die for sinners.
One sacrifice. Complete.
The One True God, Creator,
stepped in to take our place.
Our Substitute. Our Scapegoat.
The spotless, perfect Lamb.
God With Us, Immanuel.
Messiah. Servant. King.
The God who dwells in human hearts.
Jesus. Prince of Peace.
Brent Stephen Kuhlmann
