John 3:16

Stuck under the microscope Pins through wrists and feet Dried lips once muttered how to cope And conquered Death’s compete Yet in the world where gifted is required And talent stems from fact A notion not potion was acquired That proved Him one who lacked His gift of choice was dubbed unfair As well His outdated Son Forget the Life he gave to share Eternity to you as one Numbers may try And statistics may grope But his vows will not lie Under the microscope