A Paradox

Timothy Poetry 4 Comments

A Paradox A paradox by carnal minds not contrived Sits nestled in a child’s hand: A corpse from putrid death revived To forever righteous stand A simple faith and love, and awe Of most profound and deep, deep truth, Yet even child can learn and draw Still captive to his stumb’ling youth The cross, the Christ on Cal’vry’s mount The …