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Fear and Wonder


Filled with fear and wonder,

At the foot of the throne

Knowing every fault and blunder

I had made on my own.

 

I fell to my knees

Hoping He could not see

The deadly disease

That completely covered me.

 

I kneel before Him now

Tears of shame running down

My face as I bow

Before He who wears the crown.

 

My sins are revealed

My evils made clear

My soul not yet healed

By Him who holds me dear.

 

"My child"

Those loving words I did heed

As He on the thrown smiled

I knew I need no plead.

 

My life to Him was prized

More than I could understand

I could not be sized

For my all He did command.

 

My life was always His

His to give or take away

For He made all that is

It is He who marked the way.

 

My life was not mine to take

Yet I took it nonetheless

His heart I did break

When I destroyed what I did not possess.

 

Now He calls me child

He forgives what  have done

Though my sins had compiled

I was saved by His Son.

 

His Son who had died

After living a sinless life

With those who had lied

Whose tongues cut like a knife.

 

His life was taken

So scarlet could be white

And I not forsaken

And darkness made light.

 

Now He speaks in my favor

My sins are forgiven

For He is my Savior

My sins atonement given.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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