See, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands. Isaiah 49:16a
Our names inscribed on His pierced hands,
Christ died to make a way.
His precious blood our only plea,
Tomorrow and today.
His marks of passion show His love,
With proof from history.
Our living God, today He reins,
Not just a memory.
It is finished, our debts are paid,
let go of sin He bore.
Come see the place where our Lord lay,
He’s risen evermore!
There is no life except in Christ,
a new and living way.
To put our thoughts on things above,
we honor Him today.
The blood of Jesus washed us clean,
and made us white as snow.
Eternal life with God above –
What price? We’ll never know.
Awaiting all who come to Him,
and turn away from sin,
This revolution for the soul,
renews us from within.
Raised to glory, our Savior lives
and heaven’s song resounds.
No greater love than at the cross,
where His rich grace abounds.
Poetry Type: Hymn in common meter