The Footprints of Christ

You suffered at the hands of sin—
those done and those to come.
You gave Your life—You sacrificed
for all, and not just some.

You served the human race with love—
heart, spirit, soul, and mind.
You left behind a path for all—
a path of God's design. . .

A path that leads to evermore
engraved with your footprints.
You've placed them there for all to see—
sweet loving, faithful Prince.

And now we bow before You, Lord,
to give You thanks and praise.
We lift our voices up to You
for all remaining days.

Books by Kristine Stanton

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