Salvation

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Lord! Tremendous Thy love
On the cross, you bore for
My sins, washed off, vanished
With each hit of the hammer
Onto the nails that prick through -
My now nonexistent impure sinful blood -
Penetrating Thy Hands radiating empathy Lord!
Thy precious feet that learned me
No, not the path easy to follow suit
Rather challenging and excruciating demands to surrender.
Pure, clean and wanted Thou hast made me,
But only when I'm blanketed by your Holy spirit Lord.
Forgive me Father!
Redeem me once more
With Thy unsullied blood.
Will Thou hold back Thy mercy?-----

"No my child. Come into My embrace.
I shall bring you immense joy
To thy home where
You shall rightfully inherit
Once you have Faith and believe in Me forever."

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❤ poetess

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