Before your time would come to be
Before He came to set man free
He sat upon His throne to ponder
A world to fill with awe and wonder
It came to be all by His hands
A sphere of Blue at His command
Would find its place among the heavens
Six days of work and one at rest
that totaled seven
In details fine among each speck
Of dust, of life upon that trekked
He made His love above all loves
Yes you this day He thinks much of
So much so He'd send His son
To grant us chance to rise, to come
When last breath drawn is what becomes
Of us, of you, of me as well
Of story told of His to tell
You need not cry after today
For life is yours now and always
You see dear one who stands before
The one who made the out, the open door
Watched from afar with will implored
The road to take to Heavens door
Through blood but His that staked it's claim
Upon each soul taking our shame
He'd rise impaled upon our cross
To save this day some chance to loss
Be not foolish but wise as He
Still waits upon the desperately
Seeking peace and true direction
From earthly lust, sins true affliction
Come this day, accept invite
Learn much more of Him world spites
The final act need not be here
Yours amongst the dead all fear
