I Lay My Isaac Down
Just as the sunrise kissed the day
Their journey had begun.
As Abraham played back the words,
"Your son, your only son."
He walked with his dear Isaac
Just as the Spirit led.
Past the region of Moriah
To the mountains up ahead.
To say he loved his Isaac
Was too small a claim to make.
How could He have commanded this?
It must be a mistake.
Isaac's name means laughter
And what joy came with his life.
Dear Sarah who was barren
Now a mother and wife.
How would she understand this?
What he was told to do.
To even go about this task
Was far more than he knew.
Yet Abraham took Isaac
And placed him on the wood
All this upon an altar
Just as God said he should.
The questioning eyes of Isaac
Shot deeply through his heart
As best he tried to calm him
Knowing they were soon to part.
In faith this Abraham believed,
Hands trembling with the knife.
Then God sent him a ram to kill.
And Isaac kept his life.
This story is a shadow
Of a sacrifice so great
The Lamb of God was crucified
To free our doom and fate.
In thanks, what can I offer?
What talent, gift, or crown?
Myself, a living sacrifice.
I lay my Isaac down.