I kneel at the cross
My body is broken
The Saviour is there
No word to be spoken
Freedom is mine
Grace freely given
I soar with my Saviour
Redeemed and forgiven
I wrote this a while back, only now I know what it means. I've never cried so much in my life.
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come by for a chat man.
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