Count Grace Redemption
Cast out away from me O' Lord this bitter lot;
My sinful shame nail it to the cross;
Help me Lord Jesus for I'm lost;
Count up the cost;
You laid your life down just to pick it up again;
I'm not worthy yet I surry run abreast;
To try and save my sinner's neck;
Take me, Father, I'm guilty;
Take me Father, my sins-filthy;
I count up the cost;
You laid down your life for the lost;
The cost to count one...mercy
count to grace...
Redemption
6/29/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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