What kind of God
Just takes us as we are
Paying the ultimate price
While ignoring what we are
And our innate inability
To ever be anything better
***
Just as I am without one plea
But that Your blood was shed for me
In Your great love I come to see
How much You simply wanted me
***
In the great nursery rhyme of eternity
The end is fixed
For all the flower’s petals say
He loves me!
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