Ephesians 1:7-8a

 In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God’s grace that he lavished on us. 

 

I’m broken, I’m weak,

I’m lost, I’m confused,

I’m done, it’s all over,

I could never go back,

He’d never accept me,

Never love me, after this!

Jesus was perfect,

That’s why He was loved.

I’m covered in sin,

Jesus is pure,

I’m no longer white,

Instead,

I’m bright red,

But Jesus is white,

That’s why He’s so loved.

How could He ever forgive what I’ve done?

He’s blameless,

I’m covered in shame.

My sins stretch for miles,

His don’t exist.

How could He forgive me, after this?

I’m flat on my face,

With Him far ahead.

I can’t keep up by myself,

I need help.

But how could I ask

After all that I’ve done?

It was me, who betrayed Him,

In Gethsemane,

I see that now,

It was I, who dragged Him to Pilot,

I was the loudest voice in that riot.

I spit in His face and threw stones at Him,

Before I knew.

I was the one who demanded He carry His own cross,

It was I who drove in the nails,

It was me, taunted Him from below,

I made the blood flow.

I broke His leg,

I made Him die,

I see that now.

I done too much to be forgiven,

And yet I’m on my knees, begging Him,

I brace myself for the answer I think is coming,

The voice that will seal my fate,

But for all my preparing,

When it comes, it catches me off guard.

It’s a soft, gentle answer,

Not the firm, angry tone I expected.

He says to me, “Child, do not be afraid,

I am not angry.

I was sad, that is true,

But now I am happy,

Because you have turned from your ways,

Turned from Satan to Me.

Look at yourself; you are no longer red,

Now you whiter than fresh-fallen snow.”

I gasp, amazed at His grace,

And then I rush into His loving embrace.

Suddenly, all fear is gone,

All pain has left me,

As I look up and meet His eyes.

He looks back at me,

Brushes the tears off my cheek.

He tells me then, what I tell you,

“My child, do not be afraid to ask for forgiveness.

I will always forgive you,

No matter what you have done.

Because all the believers are My daughters and sons.”

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