As far as the I can see. Where could that be?

It always seems

to fall back on me.

As I reflect on

obedient unto death

instead of taking away sin,

it takes away my breath.

Do I trust in me

who is but a breath?

But the wages of sin

and the fear of death

originally by priests

taken out of sight

now by Christ

taken away by might.

His might makes

Him who he is.

The obedient Son

makes us His.

By His knowledge

with a now enlightened eye

it's not how far but so nigh.