First
Matthew 20:16 (KJV) So the last shall be first, and the first last: for many be called, but few chosen.
He was the first to hide
Beneath the fig leaves, in the forest
Where she hid with him,
Secreting the sin they’d just committed
He was the first to die
The first to be murdered
The first to know demise
The first to pass into eternity
He was the first to kill
His brother, the one he should have
Loved, protected, sheltered
Without jealousy or covetousness
He was the first to build
A boat who could carry them all
Away from the destruction,
The waters brimming with darkness
He was the first to make it
Through the sea – walls of water
Rising on either side of them
As they walked on the dry ground
He was the first to try
To kill the giant with only a stone, He
Killed the one who tormented
With his promises to massacre them all
He was the first to die
Then come back to life, revived
By the One who created the sky –
First to know what it is like…
To rise from the tomb in time
To save the believers
Who know that His grace and love
Will someday bring them into heaven!
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