Salvation Acrostic
Surely He hath borne our griefs,
And our sorrows He hath carried,
Loving us, murderers and thieves,
Values He hath saw in us,
All we have gone astray, like sheep
Turning each of us to our ways,
I was putting Him on the cross,
Our sins, our transgressions
Not His, was upon Him, the chastisement of our peace.
Copyright © Marius Alexandru | Year Posted 2020
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