As far as the I can see. Where could that be?
It always seems
to fall back on me.
As I reflect on
obedient unto death
instead of taking away sin,
it takes away my breath.
Do I trust in me
who is but a breath?
But the wages of sin
and the fear of death
originally by priests
taken out of sight
now by Christ
taken away by might.
His might makes
Him who he is.
The obedient Son
makes us His.
By His knowledge
with a now enlightened eye
it's not how far but so nigh.