Monday, 15 November 2010


        He came
        To die
        In shame
        That I
        Might know the fulness of the love of God,
        That there for me He should endure God’s wrath
        And that forgiveness might be shed abroad.
        My path
        Is led
        By Him
        My Head.
        His claim
        On me
        Must be
        Each limb,
        Or cell,
        Or breath.
        In life or death
        Everything will be well
        Since, through the grace of God, He came.

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