If God give us a gift

If He would pack a gift and send it to a broken world

To a people so fallen yet so loved

So treasured yet so lost

A people made in His image yet enslaved

Slaves in a foreign land

Princes and princesses scrubbing floors

Eating the bread crumbs that fall from their master’s table

Treated like dirt

Addicted to stuff just to numb the pain

If God, in His mercy were to send a gift to such a world

What would it be?


The price to free them is blood

A lamb must be slain

A life for a life

The weights must be balanced

His people so fallen

Bound by a slave master who despises them


“Let My people go!”


“How much?”

“Your weights/law says blood!”


“Let My people go!”



Thank you Father for Your gift to us

Freedom… what a high price

What a high price…


©2017 Catherine Maina


Isaiah 53:4 (ESV)

Surely he has borne our griefs
and carried our sorrows;
yet we esteemed him stricken,
smitten by God, and afflicted.

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