The Path to Forgiveness

 

 

My body aches in deep despair, for shame has overtaken.
And though I know You’re there to help, my faith in me is shaken.
It seems the more I long for You, the harder I do fall.
The more I try to do my best, I find You’re not my all.

The daily grind has ground me down, and sin crept in so slyly.
I know I shouldn’t be surprised that Satan is so wily.
Yet here I am, rock bottom again, my sin has brought me deeper.
And still, Your grace, it reaches me, just when I can’t be weaker.

Your perfect Gift, sent once for all, to taste death and grief and pain.
This perfect Gift, You sent to us, just so He could be slain.
And through his anguish and despair, You let Him beg and cry.
All for me, the lowly sinner, just so I wouldn’t die.

So I thank You with my every breath, for loving me no matter
How stained with sin my soul becomes; how bruised, how weak, how shattered.
Regardless of the guilt I face, Your mercy always covers
Not only me and all my sin, but the sin of all the others.

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