Poetry?

Redemption: Redeemer

The battle that’s won by surrender,
The mercy that vengeance outpoured,
The triumph o’er all human wonder,
The answer to all saith the Lord.

The Lover’s arms opened in splendor,
The Father who slaughtered His Son,
The One whose thoughts I can’t render,
Who runs my race when I’m done.

Not so bad, for 5 minutes over my lunch break. Maybe I just need to apply myself.

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