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Mar 2018
I
I persecuted you
I scorned you
I was the scars on your back from those whips
I was the fist that beat you
I was the spear that was plunged into your side
I was the hammer that pounded the nails into your hands and feet
I was the thorns pressed into your head
I was the crowd that shouted for your death
I was the soldiers who mocked you and beat you
I was the disciple who betrayed you
I was the Governor who allowed you to be killed
I was the reason you were put on that cross
After all I have done to you
I hated you when you loved me
I gave you insults when you gave me encouragement
I slapped your hand away when you reached out
After all of this you give me never ending grace!
No matter how hard or how fast I ever ran
You always ran faster
You always ran harder
I am the chief of sinners!!!
I lead those who persecuted you
I was the apostle Paul who you have used to love people
You used me to love others as you have loved me
How do I pray to you when I have nothing to offer?
You build me up when I tear you down
You give me life when I thought I could never leave that guilt that was death
You freed me
You disciplined me
You fight for me
You died in my place
You died for the world
You fight to save sinners and to love sinners
You are the lover of sinners and after all I've done
I am saved by grace!!!!!!
Caleb John
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Caleb John  17/M/The Wind
(17/M/The Wind)   
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