by Rachel Campbell
Into void, into vast, into darkness,
With authority, with creativity, with sovereignty,
The Triune commanded:
“Let there be light!”
And from nothing, being; from empty, full; from naught, all.
And there was evening and there was morning…
Into slavery, into idolatry, into exile,
With compassion, with power, with deliverance,
The Messiah promised.
And the darkness will not overcome.
Through a desert bush; through a fiery pillar; through a doused altar.
And there were evenings and there were mornings…
Into darkness, onto a hillside, unto shepherds,
With heralds, with glory, with fulfillment.
The Son condescended:
Uniquely, perfectly, deity, humanity.
From splendour, a stable; from heaven, humility; from holding, held.
And there was night and there was Dawn…
On a cross, on the outside, unto death,
In agony, in humiliation, in loneliness,
The Saviour surrendered.
What justice! What love! What sufficiency!
From death, life; from punishment, atonement; from sacrifice, salvation;
And there was Friday and there was Sunday…
In a garden, in a chamber, on a road,
In restoration, in victory, in completion,
The Son intercedes.
From alienation, communion; from enemies, heirs; from now, eternity.
His Spirit sent; His Church commissioned; His people purposed;
Light exalted! Light triumphant! Light proclaimed!
And for a while there is evening;
And then the glorious Light of Morning.
Rachel Campbell will be one of our speakers at next month’s Perennial Gen Zoom gathering. Click here for more information and to register – and invite a friend!