Yonder Tree
Steven Lester
On
fallen morn came disease, death and thorn
On
yonder tree, sin broke and bent man to his knee
In
the garden an echo sends shivers and the cold corps quivers
Grace!
Grace! for sinful ears have heard, God's redemptive word
Salvation's
seed, responding to depraved need
Planted
by sacred quill, on parchment of Holy Will
Nestled,
warm, and glowing through prophet's pen a growing
Seed
watered by form, types, and shadows like dew on holy meadows
Thousands
of years gone, promises nearly grown
Faith
seeing the accomplishment, of the Son Heaven sent.
On
night divine, while the star did shine
a
mother lay in the hay, the divine appointed way
A
promise from scripture, now being held closely against her
Christ
from David's root, bearing sacred fruit
On
black noon dooms, yet God's seed blooms
There
on yonder tree, redemption unfolded for all to see
