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Scarred For My Life

God declared mankind as lost the all righteous perfect holy Lord who can’t save anyone unrighteous except the divine one faces the sword The Lord Jesus became my substitute in my place condemned He stood nailed His hands and His feet His precious blood shed on wood For His salvation plan to save man His only begotten son had to die there on an old rugged cross became sin paid all mine it’s finished was His cry This beloved saviour full of love for my own life was scarred so I can be set for heaven’s glory receive merciful grace no longer barred

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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