I know I can’t be healed
I know that when I face my Lord
All sins will be revealed
The fear and shame cause me to weep
The fear and shame cause me to weep
And then I see your face
You look at me through blood and thorns
And I recall my place
Is at your feet and in your light
Relying on your grace
In service to enduring love
And wrapped in your embrace
The pain you suffered in my name
The pain you suffered in my name
Will never wash away
And yet that blood can heal my soul
And make me whole one day.
2 Corinthians 12:9
And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
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