Your Loss
If I’m not hired this time,
Like I’ve always said,
“It’s your loss.”
Jesus died,
For the problems,
You have with me,
Being employed by you,
At the cross.
All forms of sin
That causes Satan
To win,
Jesus was given,
A royal beat down for ,
About 2,000 years ago.
Now you been
Giving another
One of God’s children
A royal beat down
For something
That’s already
Been paid for.
My position you stole
Because you chose
To be a loss soul
God will take it
From you.
He did it long
Ago.
When He sent
His son to die
For you and me
At Calvary.
I’ll say to you
This time
Like I’ve always
Said “it’s your
Loss.” Jesus
Died for the,
Problems you have,
With me being
Employed by you,
At the cross.
Copyright © Nicole Sharon Brown | Year Posted 2010
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