The Door Way

THE DOOR WAY The door was there wide open, a light was there aglow, A welcome mat was laid there for everyone to know That they could walk right through it, no one was turned away; Eternal life was promised to those who’d kneel and pray. The doorway had blood on it, the word FAITH there appeared, And as I looked below it as I drew ever near, The door mat’s word was simple, for GRACE was all it said— Two words on it so simple as there I stood and read. “By grace through faith”—how simple! I can forever be Set free from condemnation and sin’s sad penalty. And so, though so unworthy, I stepped there through the door And felt the blood fall on me as it streamed to the floor. It covered my transgressions, it washed my sins away As I stepped through the door way by grace through faith that day.