Once and Now

Once I tried my best to survive, 
Where money and power did thrive,
All my worldly life, I did strive,
But that style did only deprive,
Then was I dead, now I'm alive,

Once I was lost, now I am found,
Once I was hurt, now safe and sound,
Once I a slave, now no more bound,
Once prodigal, now His child crowned,
By God's pure grace, blessings abound.




07.21.2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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