Never here blood shown so sweet
Naught death shine yet more gracious.
No love became nor ever will
A salvation quite as precious.
Abode with us yet joined to sin,
Life exhaled for own Creation.
Yet breath again regained, sustained!
And grant His own, salvation.
Life shall lead, and for a time
Reveal our deprivation
But death through One,
A single, silent expiration.
Shall grant to all, found yet by few
A want-less great salvation.
-I.F.
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