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ransomed

by richard moore

Let me hold thy nail pierced hands,
Let me wash thy feet
Saviour listen to my plea,
For mercy at your seat:
To stand before you and to see,
Your scars bore for my sins,
And know that by your endless love
You'll have me welcomed in.
I know it is just by your grace,
That hell I will not see,
The punishment that I deserve,
Was paid in full by thee.
Those wounds I see upon thy brow
Remind me once again,
The cost of my transgressions,
How I burdened you with shame.
So thank you Jesus for your mercy
And all you had to do,
And now it's time for me to ask,
What can I do for you ?

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