Weightless

The sweat slithers down your brow,

Mixing with salt and blood, are you strong enough now?

To hold the sins of the universe,

to shelter the world from iit's condemning curse?

You're a human and like a landslide, you crumble and fall.

While on your knees you try to stand tall.

But the weight is to heavy to hold.

Like a poker player hanging his head in defeat,

You begin to fold.

But humans were never meant to hold galaxies,

I can't even hold the weight of the life given to me.

There is someone much greater that took away all sins,

So we don't have to live in the debt of our transgressions and burdens.

He held the universe in His nailed wrists and hands.

He gave His life knowing it was all apart of God's plan.

Knowing it would free all the ones who believe,

That His death would bring life because He intercedes.

He intercedes so we don't have to carry the world,

For the Shepherd is good, He takes care of His herd.

He lavishes His grace upon us all,

So we may be spared from the wrath of the Fall.

Rest easy now, rest your heavy eyes.

Your life doesn't begin until you die.