Here is another poem by Phil Nelson... it is a reflection upon the work of Christ...
In darkness, utter darkness, my soul did He find
In the midst of sin and shame His glory brightly shined.
Clear conviction, I am guilty! No one else to blame,
In hopeless abandon, then I called upon His name!
"Repent, repent, for the Kingdom of God is near!"
My dead heart begins to beat, His voice I do hear!
Yet His radience reveals all my decadence
And I begin to lose all hope and confidence.
The weight of the curse, who can begin to bare?
In greif I fall, But then a cross do I see there!
As I stare, I see the Man, and my face is covered with tears
Oh His groaning, His sorrowful cry begins to fill my ears.
From God's holiness flows His burning wrath as a mighty river,
Darkness covered the land, and the whole earth began to quiver.
And there, upon the Crucified Christ do I begin to see
The wrath of God which was appointed for not only me,
But the sins of all the world; which upon His head were laid.
In the cross was the legal punishment fulfilled, and debt fully paid!
"Now believe on Him who can save your soul!
And from His alter, He shall take a burning coal,
With it He shall touch you, and make you clean
But only if on Jesus Christ you fully lean!"
I believe, O Lord! Your cross I am here beneath,
Let your holy fire cleanse me, free me from all unbelief.
Then what a wonder did I truly witness,
For it was not by my personal, spiritual fitness
That my sins were covered by His grace.
For by works, none may look upon His face.
No, but by His mercy and loving-kindness,
He removed my soul's damning blindness.
And now how clearly can I see
My sinful soul has He set free!
Now from the darkness and the lies
Christ awakens my heart to rise!
A new creature have I become
the old is gone, the new is come.
Yes, a new song to Him I sing,
and all my praises freely bring!
For once in darkness did I roam
But He has made Heaven my new home.
Once a captive to the Fall,
Now Christ is my All-in-All.
Though still my flesh may be weak,
Every day, His glory I shall seek.
In building my own empire,
I would only build the fire
That shall come on that Great Day
When we see stubble, wood, and hay.
For in eternity these will not matter,
Not the glory of man and how they flatter!
Rather; Him, I live to please,
And so I move now to my knees.
"Oh may I be a part of that mighty throng
who bow low and worship all day long.
For they shall sing: "HOLY, HOLY, HOLY is the Lamb
Who bled and died and ransomed men from every land."'
And what surpassing joy it shall be
to finally see the face of Him who saved even me.
In darkness, utter darkness, my soul did He find
In the midst of sin and shame His glory brightly shined.
Clear conviction, I am guilty! No one else to blame,
In hopeless abandon, then I called upon His name!
"Repent, repent, for the Kingdom of God is near!"
My dead heart begins to beat, His voice I do hear!
Yet His radience reveals all my decadence
And I begin to lose all hope and confidence.
The weight of the curse, who can begin to bare?
In greif I fall, But then a cross do I see there!
As I stare, I see the Man, and my face is covered with tears
Oh His groaning, His sorrowful cry begins to fill my ears.
From God's holiness flows His burning wrath as a mighty river,
Darkness covered the land, and the whole earth began to quiver.
And there, upon the Crucified Christ do I begin to see
The wrath of God which was appointed for not only me,
But the sins of all the world; which upon His head were laid.
In the cross was the legal punishment fulfilled, and debt fully paid!
"Now believe on Him who can save your soul!
And from His alter, He shall take a burning coal,
With it He shall touch you, and make you clean
But only if on Jesus Christ you fully lean!"
I believe, O Lord! Your cross I am here beneath,
Let your holy fire cleanse me, free me from all unbelief.
Then what a wonder did I truly witness,
For it was not by my personal, spiritual fitness
That my sins were covered by His grace.
For by works, none may look upon His face.
No, but by His mercy and loving-kindness,
He removed my soul's damning blindness.
And now how clearly can I see
My sinful soul has He set free!
Now from the darkness and the lies
Christ awakens my heart to rise!
A new creature have I become
the old is gone, the new is come.
Yes, a new song to Him I sing,
and all my praises freely bring!
For once in darkness did I roam
But He has made Heaven my new home.
Once a captive to the Fall,
Now Christ is my All-in-All.
Though still my flesh may be weak,
Every day, His glory I shall seek.
In building my own empire,
I would only build the fire
That shall come on that Great Day
When we see stubble, wood, and hay.
For in eternity these will not matter,
Not the glory of man and how they flatter!
Rather; Him, I live to please,
And so I move now to my knees.
"Oh may I be a part of that mighty throng
who bow low and worship all day long.
For they shall sing: "HOLY, HOLY, HOLY is the Lamb
Who bled and died and ransomed men from every land."'
And what surpassing joy it shall be
to finally see the face of Him who saved even me.
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