The poem, titled A Call to Holy Awe: Worshiping the True Christ in Light of God’s Holiness, Man’s Sin, and the Truth of His Word, explores the reverence due to the Biblical Jesus. It contrasts this with casual, inaccurate depictions of Him. Written in the third person, it depicts a sinner, humbled by God’s radiant holiness and his own sinfulness, as revealed by the unyielding truth of God’s Word. This truth sparks a holy fear, urging sincere worship of the true Christ—both Judge and Lamb, the Lion and the great I AM—rather than a tame, human-crafted version. The poem culminates in a call for the Spirit to transform the worshiper’s heart, leading to joyful, reverent praise that honors Jesus as the King of Kings!

The Lord in radiant splendor reigns,
His holiness no shadow stains.
Enthroned above, in glory bright,
He casts away the veil of night.

Yet man, a sinner, frail and torn,
In guilt and shame, by sin is worn.
His heart defiled, his ways astray,
He cannot stand in God’s pure day.

God’s Word, a sword, both true and clear,
Reveals the sin, yet draws him near.
Its truth, unyielding, stands supreme,
A light to guide, a hope to gleam.

This truth should stir a holy fear,
A reverent soul, a heart sincere.
To worship God, the King Most High,
Whose grace redeems the lost who cry.

Yet some with careless songs devise
A god to fit their fleeting eyes.
A Jesus shaped by mortal whim,
Not Lord of all, but tame like them.

The Christ of Scripture, Judge and Lamb,
The Lion fierce, the great I AM,
Commands the soul to bow in awe,
Not offer praise with shallow flaw.

O Spirit, break that heart of stone,
Draw him to worship God alone.
With trembling joy, his voice ascends,
To honor Jesus, King of kings.