The Light the Darkness Could Not Contain

In the beginning, before breath spoke sound,

Before stars took flight or time was bound,

The Word was there—unseen, yet near,

With God, as God—so crystal clear.

By Him were skies and oceans poured,

The mountains raised, the thunders roared.

The dust was shaped, the soul was kissed—

Creation sang, for none was missed.

All things were made by His command,

By sovereign voice, not human hand.

No leaf, no light, no grain of sand,

Exists but by His word once planned.

In Him was life—pure, holy flame,

Not borrowed breath, but Heaven’s name.

And this life lit the hearts of men,

Restoring what was lost through sin.

The Light still shines through shadows deep,

Through valleys dark, through silent grief.

It breaks the tomb, the curse, the chain—

And whispers hope through winds of pain.

And though the night may raise its cry,

It cannot dim or justify.

The darkness tried, but could not win—

The Light pressed in, and burned within.

So Word made flesh, O Radiant One,

We praise the Christ, the Risen Son.

From age to age, His truth resounds—

The Light still shines where grace abounds.

Amen

Kenneth R. Woods