Celebration in Salvation
There is peace beyond measure
There is joy beyond compare
Joy I get from the one true Heir
A life was given to me, but One had to die
And I asked myself, why?
Why would someone give me this gift?
Who could close that rift?
I looked up and saw Him standing
Ready to give me the gift of salvation
Ready for a celebration!
I could not live without this peace, without this joy
The Son of David rose from the grave!
Even though I was depraved
Thank you, Jesus, for that gift
Only you could close that rift.
Copyright © Elaina Moody | Year Posted 2021
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