Deep Are the Scars
Deep Are The Scars
Deep are the scars
My transgressions have made
In my Father’s hands
That never will fade
They’ll always remind me
Of what it cost Him
To cover with His blood
My ugly sin.
Washed by His blood
Cleansed whiter than snow
Such a sacrifice
I’ll never know
For even if I
Must die for my Lord
I’ll never know the suffering
Those scars did afford.
All of the sacrifices
Of animals before
Only pointed to the ultimate
Sacrifice I adore
Of my heavenly Father
Whose love endures
Beyond the cross
Our salvation ensures.
Deep are the scars
Found in His palms
Because of His love
A dying world His love daily charms
He gives us hope for a future
That we don’t deserve
All that He asks us—
Is to lovingly serve.
Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2008-2012
www.maureenlefanue.com
Copyright © Maureen Lefanue | Year Posted 2012
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