Clinging.
When my feet of clay are shattered
Broken.
What a Saviour
What a Story
Grace, offending the world
and saving me
Simple story
Simple truth
So simply to the cross I cling
When there is an end to me
Letting go of all earthly things
Pride, ambition leave me weak
Clinging to the cross.
Mercy’s found a way for me
Unconditional love waits patiently
Hope is here as I am free
Remind me as my heart beats
Jesus, You are all I need
In awe of how you pursue me.
Clinging to the cross.
2 comments:
<3 This. And you, of course. :D
When you gonna blog again, girl? I got two posts up in 24 hours...and I'm waaaaiting to hear from you. :)
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