Make it Count
Location
Hope.
Without hope
I'm Trapped.
And my Escape?
Words.
Let the deep passion of,
YOU.
Know that He is the,
ONLY way out,
Spreading the Love of God with the Words
I WRITE.
This chance I have been given, is only available
ONCE.
And I am going to make it
Count,
Jesuse came and died
For me,
My unholy flesh,
My Sights have been set,
on ONE
the ALL MIGHTY KING
who loved YOU so much
HE sent his SON
to DIE on a TREE,
so that WE
could join Him
in ETERNITY.
He died and rose again
To show
death is not the end.
It doesn't matter what you have
Done
or where you have
Been
Because you are
LOVED
Doesn't matter the
sin.
His glory and underserved grace,
Jesus I thank you,
For Dying in my place.