Easter Is Here In My Heart

Easter Is Here In My Heart Was really not quire sure where or when I would have to pay for my each sin again By me being performed and committed And then my fault must be admitted. Over and over thought of what I did Up until now since a small, little kid How on my mind they kept mounting As I added them up after counting. What is maximum amount sins can be? Before God releases and sets them free Conscience could hardly bare the weight Further and longer I had to contemplate. For all of the so many sins I have done God deliberately did send His only Son For all of my sins that I was denying His Son soon for would end up dying. God knew exactly what had to be done He one day did sent us His Only Son To pay for sins I often was denying Thankfully for them He would be dying. This is precisely what Jesus did do On cross high above and in plain view And song all of you are now singing Memories of Him back are bringing. Am writing this poem I have started And like a wave from God it parted Spread out on paper and is appearing Have become a man who is God fearing. James Serious Mysterious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet Get off your kester, go to church and have a Happy Easter that is always on a Sunday.