He suffered temporary pain
To make eternal gain,
And yet the pain so great,
No one else will ever relate.

His sufferings, we may share
But not one will compare
To overwhelming sin,
At one moment laid on Him;
In humility, He bore the shame,
Innocently slain;
Victoriously, He rose again,
A precious prize to claim.

His bride, we stand in wait
While patience has its perfect work;
A perfectionist in perfecting us,
Making us complete,
To one day be joined eternally.

ADW