His Holy Gracious Gift
His Holy Gracious Gift
I sing and sigh to wonder why
His Spirit has such hold on me.
Just Jesus' clarity declared
divine desire to set me free.
The blood he brought he surely shed
on alter's sacrificial stone--
was what, to me, was proof profound,
a bond of blood for me alone.
So I submit my soul to Him--
my jubilant joys abound.
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Copyright © Carol Louise Moon | Year Posted 2020
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