Poem · Poetry

Washed

By the precious blood of Jesus, Like a lamb without blemish or spot, He redeemed us from our sinful ways, That the world and our selfishness taught. Though our sins be as scarlet and crimson, By His blood we are washed white as wool, His presence to cleanse and to heal us, His peace to… Continue reading Washed

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Dust And Destiny: A Reminder That We’re Here Is No Accident.

God formed the first man From the dust, As an earthen vessel of clay, Then blew in his nostrils The breath of life, His image to set on display. As a Master Artist Shows his passion for life, On canvas, gold, silver or stone, So the Lord demonstrated His wisdom and love, By not leaving… Continue reading Dust And Destiny: A Reminder That We’re Here Is No Accident.