The Measure

The measure… 
The measure of a man is measured by a man with a stick
Though the man with the stick measuring the measure of a man be sick
So we now measure ourselves by the man who measures us in grace
So that one day when we see Him, He will measure Himself in our place.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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