New Creations

Behold! The canvas of existence has been wiped anew,
Where once lay shadows of the old, the light of grace now shines through.
In the grand tapestry of time, a stitch of gold has been applied,
Where the weary fabric of the world was torn, in Christ, we're revived.

O boundless wonder, O profound mystery,
The old has vanished, and the new is our destiny.
Once we wandered lost in the shadows of despair,
Now we dance in the sunlight of God's love so rare.

The chains of darkness that held us tight,
By Christ's redemption, they have lost their might.
He is the sculptor, the artist divine,
Molding hearts of stone into hearts so fine.

Through the lens of faith, we see the transformation,
A metamorphosis of soul, a revelation.
The caterpillar of doubt has taken to the sky,
As a butterfly of hope, on gossamer wings we fly.

In the mirror of mercy, we gaze and find,
Reflected there, the image of the divine mind.
The shackles of the past have been cast aside,
In the warm embrace of God, we now confide.

The ministry of reconciliation is our call,
To bridge the gap, to heal the fall.
With love as our compass, we navigate the storm,
Guided by the light of Christ, who bore our form.

In every face, a story of grace to tell,
Of lives redeemed, of hearts that fell and rose to dwell.
In every hand, the touch of the Almighty's hand,
Guiding, healing, in this new promised land.

We are ambassadors of peace, we proclaim,
For God has made us new in Jesus' name.
The world may scoff, may cast its doubtful eye,
But in His image, we cannot deny.

This is the day the Lord has made,
Where darkness flees, and hope is laid.
A day of promise, of second chances given,
Where the prodigal returns, and life is lived in heaven.

The old has passed, behold the new,
In the mirror of grace, our true selves shine through.
We stand as testaments of love divine,
In Christ, we're born, in Christ, we align.

So let us live in this newfound light,
Let our hearts and souls forever unite.
For in Him, we are a new creation,
A symphony of grace, a living sensation.



All this from God, the masterful designer,
Who through Christ, our sins did inter.
Let us be the beacon, the gleaming dawn,
Reflecting His love, till the night is gone.

Ode to the new creation, so bright, so free,
In Christ alone, our destiny.
Let us go forth, and live this mystery,
As the new has come, the old has ceased to be.