The Price
The Price
By Wilson Napier
©2009
My sin stood there naked
Alone
Stripped of excuses
Devoid of veneers
Convicted and conflicted
In a sea of guilt
Unatoned.
Nailed at the point
Where truth and justice cross
Left to die.
I unleashed the cry of the lost
Then listened...
Echoing from a timeless realm,
A Man in anguish, overwhelmed,
A willing victim of a verdict
Not his own.
My sentence was transmuted.
Set free from a sordid past
I stand aghast
And gratefully bow
To the One
For whom death was undone,
Who hung upon the tree
As the nails of my iniquity
Disappeared
Into my heavenly home.
(Printed with permission)
By Wilson Napier
©2009
My sin stood there naked
Alone
Stripped of excuses
Devoid of veneers
Convicted and conflicted
In a sea of guilt
Unatoned.
Nailed at the point
Where truth and justice cross
Left to die.
I unleashed the cry of the lost
Then listened...
Echoing from a timeless realm,
A Man in anguish, overwhelmed,
A willing victim of a verdict
Not his own.
My sentence was transmuted.
Set free from a sordid past
I stand aghast
And gratefully bow
To the One
For whom death was undone,
Who hung upon the tree
As the nails of my iniquity
Disappeared
Into my heavenly home.
(Printed with permission)
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