A Poem on Hebrews 3:13

Lest You Be Hardened”
Hebrews 3:13

Your thoughts, your words, your ways
Are high,
So far above my place
That I
Sometimes perceive your broad
Your brilliant blue, your sun—
As night.

You love me with some shock,
A threat.
Am I then in the dock,
In debt?
You answer, “No, you’re blest.
It’s my
Alert, my kindness, lest
You die.”

I see. Then, Lord, invoke
Your Dove.
Cause me to feel this stroke
As love.
Come, teach my heart in this
To rest,
To savor and to kiss
This “lest.”

–John Piper


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