God, I ponder Your achievement.
You don’t condone my sin,
nor do You compromise Your standard.
You don’t ignore my rebellion,
nor do You relax Your demands.
Rather than dismiss my sin,
You assume my sin,
and incredibly sentence Yourself.
Your holiness is honored.
My sin is punished…
and I am redeemed.
You have done what I cannot do -
so I can be what I dare not dream -
Perfect before You.
- Max Lucado