Simply Saved.
Every day I make mistakes.
There are many rules I break.
And I wish I wouldn’t sin.
But I often do, and then,
I reflect on Jesus grace.
On how He took my place,
On the cross He died for me,
Gave his life to set me free,
So I am made happy,
At the great grace given me.
One day I’ll see His face.
I am saved by Jesus’ grace.
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