"Do this and live," their Father said.
"Your food's my Word, not only bread.
There's life, I promise, here with me,
Obey me about the tree."
But Eve's temptation dangled--bait
She took the fruit forbidden, ate.
Her husband snatched it up as well
And they, together, fell.
"Do this and die," His Father said,
"They cannot win, you must instead.
My children will, at last, be free,
Obey me about the tree."
So Jesus let Himself be bound,
Punished, beaten, bloodied, crowned
And setting Heaven's power aside
The King of Glory died.
And when He rose, death crumbled, beat
The world laid down at Jesus' feet.
Now I myself to Him can give.
Because He died, I live.