Too late for you
 

In the beginning
Is the Word,
God said:
Let there be Light!
And a virgin bore a Son
Immanuel,
A gift
Like no other,
Once for all,
But the darkness
Didn't understand.

A Man of love
And hated for it,
Wounded to death
Buried to rot,
But by His stripes
We'll heal
Rising once again:
This is My Son
Well pleased I AM,
Still the darkness
Didn't understand.

In the ending
From the heart
Of heaven's throne,
On billowed cloud,
A One like us
Will come riding
To take us home
To make things new, 
Except for the darkness
There you'll remain,
Too late for you.
 
 
 
 by J. Alan R.

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