Crossroads
God sent
His Son
To die on
The cross.
He took the sin of the whole world on His
Sinless shoulders and died for me, for you,
For everyone. He shed His last drop of blood,
Oozing love, forgiveness till His final breath.
The good
News is –
the stone
Has rolled
from the
grave, it’s
Empty now.
My Saviour
Has risen,
He is alive,
WAITING
For you to
Accept Him.
Today, you
Have this
CHANCE.
Choose Him.
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