Because he was our kin, he became our kind;
The Son and seed were both of One, so he
Our blood and flesh embraced, our fates to bind,
And broke death’s power by death upon a tree.
We see him there whose days are from of old,
Firstborn of God, for joy despising shame.
Eternal light, whose words the world uphold—
We marvel at the sight of his gaunt frame.
Our sins atoned for, heaven opened wide!
Now at his Father’s side he sits enthroned.
Their love revealed, righteousness satisfied,
He gains anew the name he always owned.
So we with trembling come to Zion’s feast,
Led by our brother, our God and great high priest.
—Peter Christian Moore
PhD, Westminster Theological Seminary, 2020