Cleanse by the Blood

Cleanse by the Blood

At the fall man lost his way; sin has crept into humanity and the rest of creation came tumbling. Darkness and his fury devoured men.

Hid for a season the Light of the day, as in darkness, men wander about looking for the water to quench their thirst. 

They found none except a bitter water plague by wormwood, as the pastures went farther apart, for the bloodstream was polluted in sin.

Wall of death closing in, unspeakable like a deadly plague, a snare that has dragged the strong into the deep. While many lives scattered and all  hope was lost,a and as obscurity became the norm,  enmity grew in the heart of man.

Mortifying the body with the pleasure of sin, henceforth man found no more options, the sound heard from afar was no less comforting, for even their forefathers met the same faith.

Lawlessness and the mystery of iniquity corrupted the truth, no longer will their minds heed to understanding, for all were corrupt in his ways.

But on the abundant grace of God, now a Foundation has been set, eaglets that became famished will once again dwell on the Eagle's nest.

In the dawn, the Son of Man, the last hope of men has arrived, creatures of habit can can only reach out for His blood; a blood  that can cleanse their transgressions,
and their contemptible ways.

But they shall only come as sinners with nothing to trade, with an empty hand for the Suffering Man has poured out His blood as a cup of redemption.

The sun that scorched humanity will no longer shine, human nature now redeemed by the Seed of a Woman, the Blood of God, by an incarnation of an eternal God.