Undeserved

Hebrews 2:3 So what makes us think we can escape if we ignore this Great Salvation that was first announced by the Lord Jesus Himself and then delivered to us by those who heard Him speak?At the Cross 

Where I died and my flesh was nailed to dust and ashes

Fleshly passions and desires slipped to death’s valley

Buried there in a shallow grave with a stone that smashes

The flesh into submission where little good and bad rally

 

I never was my own … I belonged to that old serpent

who claimed and owned me and I didn’t even know.

Dangling in the wind of times in my own confusion.

I was really so overpriced from all the seeds I sowed.

 

Lost in time and space pursuing desires in consternation

No stopping here travelling straight to Eternal separation

From Christ Who choose me with underserved Salvation

God showed me clearly through The Spirit’s manifestation

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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