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oh God who can know the depth of the sin in my soul,

but you alone who has plunged into that hellish hole,

tears roll down and heart open within mine chest, i must confess to say at less,

that i’m a sinner that you would bless and offer my soul eternal rest?

confounded to be founded by Christ who hung on the mountain,

what grace to know that divine love from the Bible has  told,

to restore me unto Theyself to make me whole,

never to be alone after the curtain was torn and the stone was roll,

thank you for each piece of my body from head to toe,

may it beautifully reflect Thy image that the world may know,

You the holy, powerful and awesome Creator, Redeemer and Sustainer,

Judge of the living and the dead,

Righteous in all Your ways,

Reached out to mankind in his folly and unbelief,

Despised and rejected your Son Jesus that you sent,

That we might be forgiven and as far as east is from west you forget,

Our sin and transgressions, blemish and abominations,

To receive unto Yourself a people of faith who are ready to do Your will,

Surrendered, submitted, willing and ready because you are a living God,

Residing within, by the presence and power of your Holy Spirit. Amen.

Captured controlled lost and defeated by the king of the air
No way, an entire life enslaved in fear
Give me the wheel for tis’ I who’ll steer
Toward crashing and burning unknowingly being led
Curses destiny and fate written for a walking dead
Blind from the fact already crushed has been his head
From ancient of times long before man or the birth of a cry
A Savior a Messiah was there to supply
Flowing wounds agony despair
Bore bloodied on his back to release his prized from Devil and snare
Awesome I lay in pair of nail scarred hands
Aware this rest thro an expense stripping bare
Love unbounded so deep and strong
I cherish the Gospel my love and my song
Jesus my Lord my King and my Master
You’ve tidied up my mess turned into a big disaster
Holy Spirit reside in me, oh Immanuel!
To sing of thy Gospel given freely
Thank you thank you for the Gospel so sweet
Now it’s easy to pour it over a world like perfume on thy feet

::NOTES::

I wrote it on a Sunday afternoon in Beijing after reading a devotional on John 12:1-8. Remember the woman who poured perfume on Jesus’ feet to prepare for His burial? This beautifully renown act was Mary’s expression of love for Jesus among other things. These words only reflect a mere expression of my love to Jesus. The Gospel so sweet.

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