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olivia ♥ 250393' Everything I claim mine is yours, not a single thing on Earth did I deserve. The expressions and emotions from the depths of my heart. Take this life, I want to live for you. Let my life be a testimony- that speaks of the things that You've done for me. My life charted out in Your hands, written out before a single day had passed. and novels are my favorite things.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Grace and Mercy flowing freely from the throne,

And as I sleep, He sings to me in a gentle tone.

He is my father, the greatest king that i know.

And I thank Him for His love

My salvation and my King deserve my praise.

The God almighty who loves me and did not hide His face.

He walked the road and He carried my cross.

He laid His life, and He died to save the lost.

He had no beauty, or majesty

A man of sorrow and familiar with suffering.

God struck His son, for me, for me.

What have I done to deserve love like this?

A son of God, My guilt offering

Nailed to the cross and stripped for all to see.

God crushed His son, for me for me.

Though no deceit was found in His mouth,

this righteous man died on the cross to set me free.

I heard this song on Good Friday, during Sanctification Week. It's written by Isaiah from FCBC Youthnet. No doubt this song is God-inspired. When I clossed my eyes and thought about the lyrics, tears just started flowing. I know I can never really put to words the pain the Jesus, and the Father went through just for me, but this really gives me a clearer picture, of the agony, the ultimate sacrifice that had to be made.

'Can we really see the lost in your eyes Lord? Let me ache everytime I see the those who are hurting, help me understand their pain.