All the Same
You say you trust Him,
But do you really?
He gives you strength,
When you are weary.
You say you know,
That he is God,
But in your heart,
It's doubt you prod.
On that cross,
He died for you,
Yet evil thoughts your mind will brew.
There is hope,
For the lost,
Because His blood,
Will cover the cost.
No matter who you are,
Or if you're to blame,
You are loved by a King,
All the same.
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