You called it grace (A psalm of Gabo)

Posted: November 20, 2014 in thought to ponder

You loved me…

when my feet is made of clay
when my heart is fickle and gray
when my eyes look at whatever it may.

You allowed me to serve You…

when I feel I’m weak and helpless,
and sin makes my life a big mess
with my hands stained with the things I possess.

You reminded me of who You are…

Your love makes me strive to be like you
Your righteousness and holiness shapes me too
Your wrath makes me ponder on who
else can be saved when You chose a few.


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