A wreath of thorns
Became Your crown
My curse was laid upon Your brow
Your wounds displayed for all to see
Your body torn to rescue me
My sins You’re faithful to forget
Because Your love and justice met
There at the cross upon that hill
Lord, You fulfilled the Father’s will
My stain of sin, Your blood erased
My life redeemed, Lord
By Your grace
Healed and restored in Your embrace
Now all I see is Your lovely face
Forevermore I will confess
You are my Lord, my righteousness
The One who died yet rose again
My God and King until the end
2 Chronicles 7:14 (KJV)
If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray,
and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways;
then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin,
and will heal their land.
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Pastor Tim 4/29/1948 - 1/2/2017
"Never Give Up - Don't Let Satan Win"
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