8.8.8.8.
The holy priests in garments white
Unending work, no chairs inside
For who could rest from sin's effect
Unceasing flow of blood to let
Sufficient grace, Christ's offering
One final priest and last Lamb slain
His work completed once-for-all
He sat to rule and stayed the Law
Death passed by me, forgiveness mine
All glory to the risen King!
In stone no more God's precepts writ
For on my heart reads truth divine.
No chairs inside this heart so changed
I stand to meet the Christ I love
My will with His, my passions raised
And eyes so fixed on Him enthroned.
(c) 2010 by Kendra Hinkle. Inspiration from Hebrews 10.
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