Truth Spoken

by Sarah   Apr 8, 2014


On the cross, hangs my King,
Beaten, bruised, not broken.
By His blood, I am made clean,
My heart cleaned, changed, and open.
Defeating the grave, giving me life,
To Him be glory, praise, devotion.
My life now a living sacrifice,
Serving, loving, truth spoken.

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  • 10 years ago

    by sham pulok

    Wow.. awesome

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