acrostic

Adam's child, I bore his brand,

Burdened daily, nightly, ever,

Chained by foot and bound by hand,

Death my only true endeavour,

Every move the act of sin,

Following the first man's ways -

Guilty hands stained from within

Have no will themselves to change.

I was helpless, without hope for

Justice must be satisfied -

Kinder men have been condemned -

Life lived well can never end

My sin and leave me justified.

Now my life is freed forever

Of that bondage to decay,

Purified of sin to never

Quake within death's hold again.

Ransomed by Messiah's blood,

Sin-stained hands made sanctified,

Trusting only in my Lord

Until by Him I'm glorified.

Victory in Jesus' Name -

What a treasure, giv'n so free!

Xenophilic God who died,

You who rose to justify, my

Zenith You will ever be.

-- Iain Hart