Tuesday, 14 October 2014


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.

1 comment:

I'm glad to hear how this strikes you!