The Book of Life

Here is a poem that the Lord gave me this morning:The Book Of Life Open Thou the Book of LifeOpen Thou Thy handsLord let me see my name thereinWritten on Thy handsThe pages were His lifeA living letter told of God's glorious planThe Book of Life, God's Book of loveWas written on a ManFor ink He used His own bloodA Roman spike His penHe recorded our names foreverAnd conquered all our sinOh what loved that day displayed!I scarce can understandWhen the great author of life cried "It is finished!"And carved our names in the palms of His hands