Blood
I am not flawless because of anything I did or can do
I am flawless because of blood
Not an odd ritual but the blood of Jesus
My sins redeemed my guilt sliced off
I am flawless in the eyes of God because of sacrifice
I am flawless because of love
Love so deep it died knowing I would fail every day!
Flawless, so flawless I am seen as holy
What a bite to swallow!
How to keep my head the right size?
Humble he came and humble he died so that I can be
He did it for me so I may attempt to return that devotion
I may attempt to be pure, holy, humble and flawless
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