I was born in the world
And sin filled my life
The Devil was lord,
Yet still
God sent Christ.
Though His child through Christ’s blood
I clung still to some
Old “pleasures” in sin
Yet still
Christ called, “come.”
Like a sheep I rebelled
From the Shepherd away
Disobedient I wandered
Yet still
Jesus stayed.
All alone in the desert
All my pride disappeared.
I had failed, but forgiven.
Yet still
Christ was there.
Copyright Miriam Rainwater, March 25, 2007
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