Stone and Flesh

I started with a heart of hardest stone
And chiseled out the duties of the Law
The sure concussive iron stroke alone
A pulse that though it beat could never draw

The blood of life or coax my love to rise
But as my conscience tried to prove the score
The wretched etchings tallied the demise
The Law as judge had cut in stone before

Thus sealing life and death in stark motif
But Mercy, through the Law, redressed the brand
He crushed my heart to dust for my relief
Then measured all its grains into his hand

He formed a heart of flesh to mark my death
And kissed me back to life with Holy Breath

From the upcoming collection Chasing Shadows, Dancing with Light, with permission from By Grace For Glory Publishing.