Power, Grace, And Love Divine Poem by Aidan Clevinger

For fallen Adam's race to save,
Descended Christ, the Lord.
Taking upon Himself the grave,
There was His grace outpoured.

In love He hung upon the cross,
Salvation then to win.
His blood the satisfact'ry cost,
For His creation's sin.

When the third day had come to pass,
Then sprang He from the tomb.
First from the dead, but not the last;
His power Satan's doom.

We who come in faith to the cross,
His light on our hearts shines.
There is found for them that are lost,
Power, grace, and love divine.