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by Clinton Herring © 2020

The pain of heart to know my sin.
Such ugly art, we're all such kin.
High in His court, condemned by guilt.
T'was I fell short, my sin did wilt.

Yes I was lost, had no way home.
Storm wave tossed, this life my tomb.
With tears I'd cried, this life a failure,
for I had tried, such rude behavior.

Not so with Him, such selflessness.
His life did dim in emptiness.
He gave His life (??!) to cover my need,
In world of strife that caused His bleed!?

Then I was changed by His great work!
His life exchanged for me the jerk?
His blood for sure my sin did cover!
and was my cure, my greatest Lover!

Yet then He rose and conquered death!!!
Yes, He the rose that gives life breath!!!
Now death is dead and joy does shout!
For He who bled, His blood did rout!

These words are true, t'was His endeavor!
My life now new, with Him forever!
His grace does flow across the years.
His glories glow, He stills my fears.

He now stands, yes high above
In pastured lands, this heavenly dove.
Soon I'll be there and with Him walk!
Will you so dare and end your mock?

Romans 5:8b While we were stills sinners, Christ (the Holy One) died for us.
Revelations 3:20 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.

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