Amazed by Grace

I

Guilty I stand,

Hands shackled behind me.

Guilty I stand, head bowed, alone.

The sentence echoes

against the walls of my heart:

"Condemned to die!"

Guilty . . . Condemned . . . Without hope.

II

Righteous He stands,

Hands scarred, perfect as God Himself.

Righteous He stands,

Raised up from dying

condemned--instead of me.

Unshackled from mortality like a prisoner freed,

He breaks away the rusted handcuffs of my sin.

Amazed by grace, I go free.

 For He made Him who knew no sin

to be sin for us,

That we might become

the righteousness of God in Him.

2 Corinthians 5:21