The Author of Our Bliss

Michael E. Wood
January 27-28, 2012

John 1:1-4, 14, 18

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life, and the life was the light of men.

And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.

No one has ever seen God; the only God, who is at the Father's side, he has made him known.

While contemplating and studying for an upcoming message on the divinity of Christ, I was reading Matthew Henry’s Commentary on John and the first line of the following poem is a direct quote from that commentary.

The Author of our bliss, was the Author of our being,
As He who was before, has given sight by which we’re seeing
The splendor of His beauty, who encompasses all of time
And yet in His humility He stooped from the sublime

Position of authority o’er all He had created
And gave His back to smiters, who with whips emaciated
The human flesh with which Almighty God on earth traversed
And bore the wrath He had imposed by law as He was cursed

For sin upon the tree, which He became, and for our sake,
The sinless Son of God the Father’s justice did partake,
That in Him as ambassadors we would be reconciled;
Become the righteousness of God, as He on Him has smiled.


As children of His passion, all in Him will truly find,
There’s nothing like the wisdom God reveals by His own mind.
Oh, tremble now before Him and take courage all the same
And forever by His Spirit, all His glory then proclaim.

To Him who was and is transcending all we think or feel
And every eye will see in truth what He will then reveal
Upon His coming, as in power Jesus shall then unfold
The glory of His majesty beyond all we were told.