Assassin

 

On perch far away yet in plain site

the lone drew a bead to portend

a wicked in heart assassin of sort

the life of a royal to end

With careful resolve he set forth his course

and climbed to the precipice place

to set upon time release his armed will

to finished the destined one's fate

But try as he might great failure he found

for missed by a fraction of inch

but those who opposed put out his light

without ne'er a startle nor flinch

Then did one ask why such a man

would give of his life in this way

and risk such attempts as those with contempt

inherent nefarious sway

For no greater love has ever been found

than one who conveys of his life

for those known unknown the valuable sort

imperfect with great sacrifice

And then with reflect upon my own state

the sinful inherent within

the one on the cross with His life for mine

my sin, wrong and error toward Him

But then upon glance and much deeper still

the horror beheld to my eyes

twas me one at fault inherit with sin

that His life was traded for mine

Twas me who took aim with sinful despair

and set forth the damaging blow

the Christ crucified gave His life for mine

and suffered the death that I owed

And now head bent low and humbled in heart

I understood I was in guilt

the perfect was slain not missed by design

to rescue from sin within built

But low in the grave this Savior did rise

the sin of the world having paid

He rose from the tomb with three days in stride

now freedom from death He has made

And now as I bow and give Him my trust

with knowledge of what He has done

received His forgiveness and eternal life

the victory o'r sin He has won