Christ Paid It All
It’s sweet, so sweet, our God’s embrace.
The gladdened news - Christ’s costly grace.
The saddened haze, when all seemed lost,
when leaves fell off the tree, when frost
would splinter hands and feet, deface.
Of atmosphere - our outer space,
the depths he held - our inner place.
Christ paid it all - to sin’s exhaust.
It’s sweet, so sweet.
He wore our leaves, the fig’s disgrace.
He shared our loss of par’dise-ace.
The death of Christ, was worth the cost;
He rose - the barrier was crossed.
The salvation of human race -
it’s sweet, so sweet!
4/22/2022
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Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2022
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