The Crafter

The Crafter From her pantry inventory A list of ingredients, she selects A spoon of this, - a cup of that A delicate food, she projects From off the dirty forest floor A large log is obtained Sawed, molded, sanded and polished A beautiful object can be claimed "Things" are crafted by human hands That do enhance the way we live But they are paled, when compared To what our Savior, has to give From the womb of a lowly virgin Amid a meager atmosphere Untainted by the touch of man The advocate for sin, did appear A plan God crafted, for all mankind To restore Eden's bond With love to great for us to fathom Extended to all, who will respond My goal is simply, to proclaim There is hope for a fallen race All who will heed the Savior's plea Can be redeemed, by His grace Colan L Hiatt = 01-02-15 © All Rights Reserved