Poem: Redeem the Time
"Redeem the Time"
by Michael E. Peterson Jr.

Its Time
To redeem the
Time is of the essence
Not merely material
Or physical sense
But spiritual cents
Paying spiritual rents
Make spiritual sense?
Since every breath is borrowed
Since the beginning
It's belonged to
The Great Giver Who lends
To every blood bought servant
Under the Son Who was sent
Since Redemption was paid
Now we see the Sovereign
Distribution of talents
Gifted resources of Grace
Displaying the Gospel Guarantee
the Spirit's dwelling in Me
And His people, you see?
Borrowed time, a precious commodity.

The cost? Eternally validated
This credit card substantiated
His righteousness performed was credited
To my account, now I'm vindicated
The law's requirement
was satisfied, and I'm exonerated
Justified, By the Judge of all
His justice indicated in the cross
But mercy me!
It's my burden to bear
The load is light to me
Daily I should carry to share
His glory's right to plead
With sinners, won't you escape
these sinful snares?
Like drum rolls they keep tapping
The wrath of God is fair!
Beautiful, I mean
Displaying His holiness
Upon the Heir
Such a terrible sight it was
When He died there as He hung
For me, the least that I can do
Is take the time
To me He gave
And redeem the time
To spread His fame.