The Cutting of Sodom’s Vine
Poisoned by the paternal past
Void of power to venom cast
Vacant urge to sway its course
Nor knew reason for remorse
Rancor brought to depths of woe
Deceitful heart was tempered so
Held no counsel with hearing ear
Wisdom kept from drawing near
Ever drinking tainted wine
Flowing forth from Sodom’s vine
Consumed within and dying sure
A hopeless soul without a cure
Guilty verdict and judgment due
Wrath awaited its final cue
But mercy mapped a different deal
With sovereign plan to bruise His heal
Penalty paid with costly crown
Given freely by God Sent Down
Futility from the cursed line
Was broken at perfected time
Transfused with blood clean and right
Darkened eyes gave way to sight
Nothing earned but by sheer grace
Was given view with unveiled face
Ever drinking a new found wine
Flowing forth from heaven’s Vine
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