Awesome Grace

Tue, 08/04/2015 - 16:48 -- mwrench

I once was lost; I was dead to the world.

My sins were dark; Time stood still.

I left my God; He almost hurled.

But then He gave me a choice, called free will.

 

Now I am found, my transgressions are thrown.

Blood shed for me, how awesome the grace.

Guilt once enveloped me, my heart cold as stone.

But then He called out "Child!", and I was saved.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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