It Found Me.
Picking up my mess, He gave me a message
A message through the narrow passage
A message of hope and that of Grace
His Grace found me just as I am
Empty-handed but I came alive with Him
I have made thousands of mistakes
Went back on my many promises to Him
I have had too many 'give me another chance'
Yet, your arms are wide open to receive me
When I feel bad for my mistakes
You point me to the cross where it was settled
Every time I think I am far from your reach
You made me understand I am not too far
Oh! Never too far from the reach of Grace
Your Grace found me just as I am
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
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