ONE BLOOD, ONE BOOK Adam from the dust, and the breath in his lungs, Seth after the blood that cried from the ground. Enosh, Kenan, Mahalalel, Jared. Enoch walked with God and was not found. Methuselah, Lamech, then Noah in the rain, Shem through the water with the promise in the ark. Arphaxad, Shelah, Eber, Peleg, Reu, Serug, Nahor, Terah in the dark. Then Abraham believed — and Matthew takes the page. From Adam in the garden to a virgin in the night. One blood, one book, one long and broken line. From the first man dying to the last Man rising — Son of Adam, son of David, son of God. Isaac on the mountain, Jacob with the limp, Judah and the brothers, Tamar at the door. Perez, Hezron, Ram, Amminadab, Nahshon, Salmon, Rahab off the wall. Boaz, Ruth, then Obed, Jesse’s house, David with the harp and the crown and the sword. Solomon by her they would not name, Then kings till the exile broke the chord. From Adam in the garden to a virgin in the night, One blood, one book, one long and broken line. From the first man dying to the last Man rising — Son of Adam, son of David, son of God. Fourteen down to David, fourteen through the fire, Fourteen from the ruin to a carpenter’s name. Shealtiel, Zerubbabel, names in the dust, Down to Jacob, Joseph, Mary’s claim. Not Joseph’s blood — the legal, righteous line, Of her was born Jesus, who is called the Christ. Adam’s dust, Abraham’s oath, David’s throne — God with us. The last Adam. The life. Tamar, Rahab, Ruth, and the wife of Uriah, Mary in the quiet — grace through every name. The first man fell. The last Man stood. The bloodline ends where the grave could not. From Adam in the garden to a virgin in the night, One blood, one book, one long and broken line. From the first man dying to the last Man rising — Son of Adam, son of David, Jesus Christ, the son of Mary — The King has come.
