One less than God comes, less than we,
And slyly tempts by fruit we see
To call us less than human be,
Forsaking our humanity.
His incantation, I have found,
Is one the pulls me to the ground;
It slithers with a serpent’s sound,
Rumbling in my belly round
For my base lower nature finds
It wants to, like a snake, unwind,
Be free from all those virtues bind,
Forget I’m one of humankind.
But Jesus saves the human race:
The Son of God takes human face,
Takes all our nature, leaves no trace,
Yet fully God by Father’s grace.
Through Him our heart’s alive again;
He turns our belly from its sin.
Our minds through hearts can now begin
To belly rule: again we’re men.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 