Forgotten, abandoned -


These are words I know well.


They make me cringe


As if in the midst of a fiery hell.


But as I stand here before the Cross,


All my burdens become obsolete


As I see the tear-stained cheek


Of the One who died for me.


My problems become foolish;


My Saviour looks at me,


A tear in His eye, He whispers


'How I do love thee..'


I kneel before the King


Who holds the world in His hand -


That tossed the stars in the sky


And created the heavens that glorify.


I realize in blood, He bought my soul


And I, selfish in myself


Do not realize the price He has paid;


Submission I have stole.


The Father turned His face


Not to look upon His Son, full of sin


He turns away.


But I, blessed from His grace


Have a chance to live and tell of His ways.


Forgotten, abandoned -


These are words I thought I knew well.


'Til I saw them defeated


When my Jesus took the keys of Death


To the door of Satan's hell

08/30/2002

Author's Note: http://www.masterpeace.com/gallery/forgiven/forgiven.html http://www.masterpeace.com/predesign.asp

Posted on 08/30/2002
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