While Still Sinners

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Those little whispers of the soul

That cry out in His name

And beg forgiveness, in this life,

For every sin and shame.

 

We walk in fear and without faith

Enough to realize

That, even though we’re sinners still,

We’re precious in His eyes.

 

We know that this world is broken,

Yet we’re the testament

That even wayward souls can find

The Grace that’s heaven sent.

 

Listen, then, to the murmurings,

Those whispers from your soul,

For they’re born in the redemption

That makes the broken whole.

 

Romans 5:8

but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.