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You left Your Throne for me,
Yet never lost Your sacred essence.
You came with purpose, burning bright —
To rescue me, to bring me light.
You are the Most High, the Messiah,
All power beneath Your sovereign feet.
No force, no darkness, no hellish scheme —
Nothing can sever what’s ours to keep.
The Cross is more than wood and nails,
It’s where You bled for all my sins.
You, Heaven’s Beloved, pure and true,
Yet still You chose to die for me too.
How unfathomable Your love is,
It floods my soul, a boundless sea.
I tremble, awestruck, in Your grace,
For You have made a way for me.
My love for You, I claim again,
And lay it at Your feet.
My days are far too few, I know,
Yet You promise me eternity
Nov 24, 2024
Nov 24, 2024 at 12:34 PM UTC
112524
You left Your Throne for me,
Yet never lost Your sacred essence.
You came with purpose, burning bright —
To rescue me, to bring me light.
You are the Most High, the Messiah,
All power beneath Your sovereign feet.
No force, no darkness, no hellish scheme —
Nothing can sever what’s ours to keep.
The Cross is more than wood and nails,
It’s where You bled for all my sins.
You, Heaven’s Beloved, pure and true,
Yet still You chose to die for me too.
How unfathomable Your love is,
It floods my soul, a boundless sea.
I tremble, awestruck, in Your grace,
For You have made a way for me.
My love for You, I claim again,
And lay it at Your feet.
My days are far too few, I know,
Yet You promise me eternity
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