Serpent on a Pole
Blessed by the perfect garden,
But unable to obey;
Blessed with the Son of God,
No more able we, then they.
Serpent on a Pole,
Savior on a tree.
Scapegoats killed for their sins,
And Jesus died for me.
Wandering in the desert,
Wandering in my mind;
Their journey to the Promised Land
My journey more confined.
Struck him blind to make him see
That Jesus is God's love;
Struck me down, imprisoned me
To tell me God's had enough.
Taught to obey the laws of God,
Taught to live like Jesus;
They struggled with obedience,
I struggled with His existence.
For now, we see in the glass darkly,
But one day, face to face;
Until that day, He's commanded us
To reflect His glory and His grace.
© Linda Troxell
But unable to obey;
Blessed with the Son of God,
No more able we, then they.
Serpent on a Pole,
Savior on a tree.
Scapegoats killed for their sins,
And Jesus died for me.
Wandering in the desert,
Wandering in my mind;
Their journey to the Promised Land
My journey more confined.
Struck him blind to make him see
That Jesus is God's love;
Struck me down, imprisoned me
To tell me God's had enough.
Taught to obey the laws of God,
Taught to live like Jesus;
They struggled with obedience,
I struggled with His existence.
For now, we see in the glass darkly,
But one day, face to face;
Until that day, He's commanded us
To reflect His glory and His grace.
© Linda Troxell