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There's Nothing I Can Do

by Deborah Ann Belka

There is nothing I can do,
no magic door to enter in
if I want to get to heaven
there's no lottery, I can win.

There is nothing I can do,
I couldn't purchase my way
even if I had a trillion dollars
to compensate for my stay.

There is nothing I can do,
to reserve a room for me
none of my works on earth
comes with such a guarantee.

There is nothing I can do,
to enter into God's kingdom
no way for me to earn
the access or the freedom.

There is nothing I can do,
for Jesus paid the full price
I believe He died for my sins
that's all I need to suffice!

Isaiah 53:5
King James Version

"But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our
iniquities: the chastisement of our peace
was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed."

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This poem was a finalist in the March 2014 poetry contest

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