When God Made Covenant With Us

When God made covenant with us, 
His promise did not fail. 
He sent his Son for everyone 
To make us free and well. 

He chose a lowly maiden girl, 
A child of Abraham, 
To be the one to raise his Son, 
The King from Bethlehem. 

Messiah came that holy night 
While all the world went by 
And we like they would never say 
That he would lift us high. 

The Word Eternal came that night 
And dwelt in human form. 
He came to save from sin and grave 
All caught in this great storm. 

The wise men warned his family 
When Herod drew his sword 
That they must go to Joseph's foe 
And wait there on the Lord. 

He grew like us and more than we 
In wisdom and in grace 
That we receive and never leave 
The blessings of his place. 

In temple where the elders taught, 
He asked and answered them. 
They stood amazed when up he gazed 
And said he came from Him. 

His students came from shore and shame 
To follow where he went. 
He taught them well but they would fail 
To know why he was sent. 

Poor Peter drew his mighty sword, 
His Master to defend, 
But Jesus would return with good 
Until the bitter end. 

They knew at last but they did run 
When pressured all around 
But sure and true for me and you, 
The Savior wore the crown. 

He suffered their upon the cross 
Mid thieves and slaves to sin 
For we like they have lost our way. 
Still he has let us in. 

The Son of Mary, God's own Child, 
Bid John to take her home 
And she to be his mother too 
And none to live alone. 

He hung abandoned on the tree 
By friends and Father too. 
The sinless One by sin undone 
Instead of me and you. 

God gone into the godless land 
To capture captives' home 
He chose to stay in sinners' way 
And be without shalom. 

Jesus, the name above all names 
Is power to the dead. 
From Mary's womb to Joseph's tomb, 
His blood for us was shed. 

And so he rose our lives to save 
And set our bodies free 
With this our time and lowly clime 
To live eternally. 

Our bodies members have become 
Of his community. 
The Mother Church the world does search 
To find more babes like he. 

The Spirit of the Holy One 
Was sent to bring us in 
And send us out and all about 
To call the world to him. 

And when at last he comes again 
To judge the quick and dead 
We'll know that he shall surely be 
The One whose promise said, 

"Surely I'm with you to the end 
And will be everyday, 
So trust me now and ask not how 
I love you all the way." 

He came at first long, long ago 
In humble human state. 
He'll come again at this world's end 
And take you through his gate. 

To live with him forevermore, 
He comes in to your heart, 
The Prince of Peace with endless feast 
Will not from us depart.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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