The Greatest Story

I often write some poetry, and I can fill a page With some fictitious story that will hopefully engage Your interest or your liking, but I know I never could Create a made-up tale or find a true tale quite as good As this—the most amazing tale that man has ever heard The most astounding, great Good News, the true unchanging Word Before creation there was Yah, His Son and Spirit too They made all things we see around–the birds, the trees, and you He made us and He loved us, even though He knew we’d fall He knew we wouldn't listen and would not obey His call So disobey we humans did; He banished us away From Eden's lovely garden, and we went our sinful way But Yehovah still loved us after we had gone astray He sent His prophets and His Word to guide us in the way He saved us from all captors and He fed us with His bread But we would always scorn Him after we'd been freed and fed So we continued sinning but His plan was far from done Despite our wicked, sinful deeds He sent His only Son To save and free from hell and death whoever trusts in Him To bring from darkness into light—deliver us from sin Though He’s the king—He made us all—He died upon that tree For those who died, for those alive, and for those yet to be He gave His life to bring us into unity with Him To open up the gates of life so we can enter in How can I tell how much He’s helped? He’s saved me; I’m His own How can I list His boundless blessings? He will bring me home How could I make a better story? What's more grand than this? How could I live without my Savior? He’s my strength, my bliss How could I tell what He has done or sing of all His praise? His love’s beyond my mortal mind; I’ll praise Him all my days