All creation tells the story,
Of a great King full of glory,
The master of all the earth,
He who ordained its birth.
The sun to paint the dawn,
The bear and the fawn,
Six days worked He,
To give man a place to be.
Everything, He made it all,
Good and perfect until the fall,
Disobedience at the very start,
Driving God and man apart.
God already had a plan,
A way out for the repentant man,
A lamb He would send,
The world for to mend.
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