2 Corinthians 5:17 - a New Creation
An orphan dressed in sin stained clothes,
I was lost and without a clue,
until Jesus freed me from all sin's woes,
washed me clean and made me new,
a miracle sure and true.
Like a caterpillar morphs into a butterfly,
I was changed, I was born again.
On wings of faith I now can fly,
no more a slave to sin,
freer than I've ever been.
No longer an orphan, I'm a child of God,
safe and secure in His love,
and while I remain on this earthly sod,
I will fix my eyes on things above,
and rejoice in His unfailing love.
1/16/16
"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new
creation; the old has gone, the new has come!"
2 Corinthians 5:17
For Olive's "I'm Not Ashamed of the Gospel"contest
5th place
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