Unfathomable King of Beauty
Your Throne is studded with stars
Like shining molten gems
Its cushions arrayed with swirling blackness
sprinkled with pin-pricks of light
Like dazzling satin or silk
In the sky you have placed the sun
A fiery portrayal of Your consuming passion
A shadow of the source of all light
And the resplendent pale moon
A picture of Your beloved Bride
As it reflects sunlight, she too reflects back
Everywhere I look I see beauty
Which came from the Source of all Glorious
And types tell me stories of higher things
Pointing to Him every time
All this is crowned in a being
His very image stamped only one place
In frail intricate humanity
A living soul began at His caress
Yet staining all I see black smudges
Signs of a terrible tale
Gouges on the face of perfection
Desecration of goodness itself
O freewill- what a gift! What a curse!
The cost of freedom to love
The price of dabbling into sin
But what is this red flow I see?
Erasing, restoring, cleansing?
What could take away this shame?
What else but the truest love?
There the greatest beauty is found.
In the most heinous crime of history
When Innocent blood ran down
And washed Adam’s Race once for all