Better Cup

 For every good and perfect thing 
Beware of the counterfeit
For always hidden is sin’s sting  
And who bites the lie is bit

 A God who’s good saves best for last
God’s wine gets only better
But when sin’s pleasures all are past
How drunken is sin’s debtor.

 But Christ the Savior drank my cup
And  broke sins awful fetter
I to my lips his name lift up
Drink Spirit, not the letter

 The Law is good, but cannot save
Or remove the sinner’s gall
But God in Love His dear Son gave
On the Cross for me drank all

 The lord of lies has too his cup
His wine is mixed with fable
But Christ is every ounce the Truth
And Truth sits at His table

Ingimar DeRidder
09/02