Chrisianity:
A twelve-letter word
That confuses our soul
Unlike other words
It’s difficult to follow
Hard to comprehended and very misunderstood.
If I said, I was saved
You would say, I was mad
You would assume
I have lost my mind
But you would only be deluding yourself.
You see being a Christian
Being saved is the best thing
I have ever done
I am a no longer a slave
To sin or man.
Free from death
Born into life
Covered by the blood
Accepted by Christ
Brought at a price.
Chosen to testify
Chosen to write
Chosen to walk upright
Given a chance to be a vessel
To serve my saviour and
KING JESUS CHRIST.
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