Beaming
Overloaded with benefits
You just keep piling them on me
And I am thankful.
Providing abundantly,
Beyond the requests lurking in my imagination.
My heart pushes hard against it- for I do not deserve your grace.
I am no more than a wretch, most despised of all mankind.
But Alas! And did my Savior bleed?
The crimson trickling down
Oh yes, that sacred head, He gave for such a worm as I.
The perfect Lamb
The sacrifice
faint ashes on the altar
Crushed, broken, slain. Redemption paid.
And I am thankful.
(inspired by: Ps. 22:6, 68:19, Eph. 3:20, and "At the Cross" by Isaac Watts) I wrote this one about 7 years ago. I'm not too happy with how it came out. I would like to edit it. Any suggestions?
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