Innocent Sin

The sins of an innocent It has formed a song In my sub consciousness The heat of my hidden faults Before I was brought forth on this earth It made you to sweat blood When the truck load of my sins Drove you to the cross My trespasses with their tentacles When I lost the compass Has been an obstacle Until you came as an oracle And saved me from the ridicule It was more than a miracle You carried my entire burden That was in gross bundle That has been my great hurdle Denying me all the live cable To entering your great temple And feasting at your lofty table The impression of your death On the cross at Calvary Was a true expression of your love to me It damn all the calorie of rivalry in a jiffy Creating express-way to the eternal love of God Disbursement of your agony in Gethsemane Was an allegory beyond what any press man could dispense And the pride of many art gallery with no allergy It shredded the Curtain of the temple Which has been a curtail on my strength And makes me to lose out of the cocktail at your table O Redeemer of my soul You paid all my debt as an offender Leaving no remainder. Thank you Jesus for saving me.