In a world of relativity,
with no sure path to tread upon,
the way seems ever changing
all moral absolutes seem gone.

Like straying sheep in a lightning storm
the populace does scatter,
running blindly toward a precipice,
their “right” to run seems all that matters.

Provided by a loving God
is the way that leads them home
guideposts etched so long ago,
by God on slabs of stone.

These commandments make for a better world,
yet reveal the flaw within,
our hearts can’t make it home to God,
for we are crippled by our sin.

So God made the Way a Shepherd
Who takes our sin, and heals the lame,
Moses handed us His picture
Christ Jesus is His name.

“….and the Word became flesh and dwelt among us,,,”