Tuesday, April 29, 2025

 From dust He shaped us, with purpose divine,

To steward the earth, His glory to shine.
Yet Adam's misstep brought shadows and strife,
A fracture, a fall, from the fullness of life.
Still, known by His gaze, each moment, each care,
Our hearts’ hidden depths, to Him all laid bare.
In love’s boundless tide, He gave up His own,
The cross forged a path where grace could atone.
Renewed by His hand, each fragment restored,
Our hope anchors fast in the Sovereign Lord.
His will, perfect, matchless, our trust shall abide,
In His design alone, we forever reside.

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