The Biblical Paradox

  

A day is but a thousand years

A thousand years but a day

God reckons not like we do

To make His plan come true

Out of nothing came the world

On nothing it hangs and twirls

Six days it took the Creator

Just a word no manual labour

Exaltation through humility

Impossible becomes possibility

Strength through inability

Life straight out of mortality

Receiving through giving

Dying resulting in living

Gaining through losing

Healing through His bruising

We triumph through defeat

And gain strength when weak

We reign by serving

And conquer by yielding

In bondage we are free

Though slaves we have liberty

Made great by becoming small

From a small seed proceeds the tall

Robes washed in blood become white

Hundreds less than a widow’s mite

More blessed to give than receive

Having not seen yet some believe

Was dead yet alive forever more

Little food fed thousands galore

King though a servant to the fore

A lamb yet a shepherd and the door

The way to up is the direction down

Lose your life so it may be found

Gain the world but lose your soul

Jesus, Savior, the door to the fold

  

Created water yet said, “I thirst.”

He was the last but also the first

Was a son though existing before

Abraham, King David and many more

Foolish things to confound the wise

Before weak things the mighty lies

An ear of corn falls to the ground and dies

There in the darkness death it defies

Jesus, born of a virgin’s womb

And destined for a virgin tomb

Creator, ruler of the universe

Died to rid us of sin’s curse

Becoming poor to make us rich

Sold for silver Judas’ sales pitch

Emptied himself to make us full

Rescued us from the devil’s pull

Extending from earth to heaven

A wooden bridge was given

Hands outstretched to every man

Christ unveiled redemption’s plan

 

Died on the cross to give us life

Formed the church to be his wife

He the groom the church his bride

For all eternity ever by his side

Having risen from the dead

And now waiting to be wed

The sheep the shepherd led

Will become his bride instead

A man who dies can live again

Once reborn in Jesus’ name

And he who lives will never die

So says the One who lives on high

God’s sovereignty is complete

Man’s free will need not compete

And while I am unable to explain

I choose to believe it all the same

It’s like the conflicting paradox

Like one key and so many locks

One of those locks must fit that key

Yet many will try and never see

Can these two truths fit?

Although apparently opposite?

Yes, for while in part we understand

God’s whole is the perfect plan

It’s very interesting to observe

How the pieces of a puzzle curve

Yet they fit precisely together

To form a most attractive picture

God’s word is often like a puzzle

In our minds an evident muddle

But the Spirit brings us comfort

When to His reasoning we resort

Stewart Russell © 2013