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God resists he who thinks so proudly And answers just as humbly It's a gift, we are undeserving Just because it is he we serve Grace is given, it is free And one should remember it is for we Blood of the lamb, made to serve all Don't forget how he had to fall Give him glory, in your story Honour him, he's our our history When we feel we deserve the least He arrives to us with a holy feast Grace poured to us in golden cups Washing sin like the rain in winter Cold is our souls when the sun won't come up Given from the cross, the walk and blisters Sweet was he to bear said grace Satisfying was it to see our face And to know our place is with him.
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Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 9:45 AM UTC
Grace
God resists he who thinks so proudly And answers just as humbly It's a gift, we are undeserving Just because it is he we serve Grace is given, it is free And one should remember it is for we Blood of the lamb, made to serve all Don't forget how he had to fall Give him glory, in your story Honour him, he's our our history When we feel we deserve the least He arrives to us with a holy feast Grace poured to us in golden cups Washing sin like the rain in winter Cold is our souls when the sun won't come up Given from the cross, the walk and blisters Sweet was he to bear said grace Satisfying was it to see our face And to know our place is with him.
Last poem I wrote at the church conference. I hope that his grace finds you on and off of this website. And that we never forget what he has done for us. Much thanks for reading this far. May Jesus be with you and your loved ones.
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thyreez
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thyreez
23/M/South Africa
Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 9:45 AM UTC
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