This one is fairly lengthy. You have been warned 
When time began the Lord our God created all that is.
These words commence an epic which transcend both time and place,
And touch each broken heart and mind which sin has caused to fall,
The bleeding body of our Lord, remittance for us all.
The purpose of this epic must of course be made quite clear.
The glory of our God and King is always here in view,
Yet He, though we are sinful, broken, full of pain and strife,
He took our place- our pain, our death, and granted us new life.
Act I- A Kingdom is Established
In seven days the Lord our God created all that is.
The light, the land, the stars, the sea, mankind from humble dust,
A garden- perfect beauty formed for man to see and dwell,
No guess, no clue could then be seen of evil which befell.
Act II- Rebellion From Within
Two trees He put in Eden- this the name he gave this place.
One tree for life, the other death, He told them not to eat.
A serpent comes and speaks to Eve, the wife from Adam’s bone,
He speaks and says “The tree is good”, she eats and sin is known.
They were cast out and cursed, cut off from God and from His realm,
And yet a hope was given to them by the Lord God himself,
“He shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt merely bruise his heel,”
The words spoken to Satan greatest hope do they reveal.
Act III- The King Chooses a People
The years they passed, and mankind followed down the darker road,
For Cain slew Abel and received a greater curse from God,
His sin was glorified by Lamech, men in darkness grew,
The King in heaven bowed his head, what must be done he knew.
In amidst the roiling strife and bitterness of sin,
A man stood out, Noah his name, his faith in darkness shone,
The Lord told him to build a ship, to keep from wind and wave,
Noah obeyed and animals and family God did save.
The years they passed and yet another man of faith arose,
The King of Kings chose him to make a covenant for life,
The promise that his seed would bless the nations one and all,
The man’s name changed to Abraham, sin’s reign begins to fall.
His son named Isaac had a son named Jacob, who had twelve-
A family more dysfunctional you’d be hard pressed to find,
Yet God in mercy saved them from the famine in that land,
And brought them down to Egypt through the power of his hand.
The years they passed, the family grew to be a mighty race,
Their number grew to be so great that Egypt’s Pharaoh feared,
And so he took and killed their sons, foreshadowing the night,
That Herod killed the children to attempt to quell the light.
Yet as with Jesus, one survived and Moses he was named,
Raised as Pharaoh’s grandson he had privilege and wealth
The Lord God had another plan, and so he was cast out,
He fled and found the Lord his God, from faithless, now devout.
The power of His mighty hand stretched forth and was laid bare,
Egyptians and the world around, they trembled and they knew,
That the Lord God was mightier that any of their own,
His power and his vengeful wrath on wickedness made known.
A mount called Sinai was the place that God came down to speak,
And Moses was the only one who answered to his call,
The people feared to come to God, and this because of sin,
So God gave them an outward law, not that which cleans within.
For forty years the people wandered, lost in disbelief.
And every single person died who had left Egypt land,
Save two who did believe that God could do that which he said,
And even Moses, man of God, he saw it, then was dead.
The land of Israel, promised land, was given them in strife,
They cast out all the nations there, yet failed the greater call,
But one named Rahab, saved through faith was blessed and joined that day,
And she became the chosen line for He who’d make a way.
The judges- Joshua, Samson, Samuel, all of these they failed,
And the people of Israel they grew worse in unbelief,
Each time we think we’ve found the chosen Child, they always fall,
Not one of them the chosen seed promised to save us all.
The people chose to have a king, so God gave Saul to them,
But power corrupts, and Saul did not obey the Lord his God,
And so another man was chosen to rule in his place,
And David, son of Jesse became King, bloodline to grace.
Still David failed and his son Solomon, though wise, did too,
Yet still he built a temple for the Lord his king to dwell,
Still Israel grew in wickedness, and so the kingdom split,
And darkness falls over Israel, the light so dimly lit.
And so begins the tragic tale of exile and return,
And back and forth the people of the Lord stray from His side,
So truth be told, it’s not much different from us today,
And still we look, we search for Him, the Child, the promised way.
Act IV- The Coming of the King
A young woman, a virgin girl, and Mary was her name,
Betrothed to Joseph, carpenter, a good and Godly man,
An angel comes- “Be not afraid!” she falls to her knees, awed
I tell you, thou shalt bear a son- Jesus, the Son of God.”
The Child- born in Bethlehem, upon that holy night,
Was greeted there by shepherds, then the wise men later came,
And Herod, king at that time tried to kill the promised son,
However failed for God he spoke to Joseph, told to run.
The Child grew in stature, strength, favor with God and men,
And thus, a man he came to John the Baptist, was baptized,
The spirit came and rested on his head, shaped like a dove,
The words from heaven “Hear my son, with whom I’m pleased, and love.”
Miracles, so many, healed the sick and mute and lame,
No books, much less a poem can begin to tell his works,
And so I must content myself to simply say instead,
That even death itself obeyed, for Jesus raised the dead.
The leaders of the time grew jealous of His greater fame,
And of the fact He called them out on their hypocrisy,
And so they schemed and plotted ‘hind closed doors to trap and kill,
And Christ, the lion, he became a lamb by His own will.
Betrayed by closest friend, and wounded, scarred and put to death,
The only perfect human ever to have walked this earth,
Became the perfect sacrifice for sin for all mankind,
The loving God, the perfect man, divinity entwined.
Death it could not hold him.
Sin, He broke it’s chains.
The keys he wrenched from Satan’s grasp,
As blood mixed with the rains.
For on the cross, that scene of bitterness and great defeat,
He won the victory, life in death was finally complete.
Act V- The Good News of the King
And so apostles, prophets, martyrs, all took up the call,
To go and share salvation with a lost and dying world,
The message spread, the holy call to come and taste and see,
The beauty of redemption- that our Lord has made us free.
Act VI- The Return of the King
The time it comes, when He who is both Lion, and the Lamb,
Returns in greater majesty that when He came to die,
All eyes shall see, and tongues confess that He is Lord and King,
And evil will be crushed to dust and purged from everything.
Our story now comes to an end, for sight begins to fail,
And I know little more of that which then shall come to be,
But this I know to be the truth, that faithful to the end,
The Lord God died to make me free, so dust could call Him friend.
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