O Righteous Savior,
The scourging. The thorns. The nails. The tree. The sword. The blood...all for me? How could You do it Lord? How could You suffer and die. You took the chance on me, in hope that I would love You back, in hope that I would trust You, in hope that I would obey You, in hope that I would serve You. Please forgive me Lord when my actions take You back to that dreadful day. That awful place. Wash me and make me new that I may be wholly Thine, I pray in Your sacred and holy name, Amen. Comments are closed.
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