The Atonement
Footprints leading a life
I try and follow in their steps
But days, lag somewhat behind
And in need fall to my knees
When washed away by tempting tides
To feel the warmth of heaven
As the atonement comes alive
Redemption of a soiled soul
To walk on, head held high
He lives...
Son of man who gave all life
Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2013
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