The One True Offering

Michael E. Wood
November 4 through December 18, 2010

As a result of the finished work of Christ manifesting the steadfast, everlasting love of the Father for us, everything we do should be an expression of gratitude in joyful service as we wait for His return and the full revelation of His Glory!

The first lines of this poem came while listening to a devotional from Isaiah 53:10 by Jeremy Twombley on November 4th; additional lines from a message from 2nd Thessalonians 3:16-18 on December 5th; with the final contemplations resulting from further meditations in Isaiah on December 18, 2010.

Oh what love God did display
When pleased He crushed His Son that day;
And by His Spirit thus diffused
The grace of Him we once refused.

For as his precious blood was spilt;
He from his soul then for our guilt,
Was made the One True Offering
As He saw all of His offspring.

And out of anguish He did see
Our Father satisfied would be.
Accounted righteous; num'rous throng,
The spoil divided with the strong.

Because His soul poured out to death
And bore our sins to final breath;
Transgressors numbered to Him flee,
Secured by Christ at Calvary.

And ev'ry blessing we receive
Is all of grace and fully free--
Assured to us when we believed
And purchased by His purity.

Break forth, and sing; and cry aloud
All ye purchased, faithful crowd--
Gathered with compassion great,
On Him we joyf'ly serve and wait.