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At His feet I cried, I came empty handed, 

He bled for me and died so violently, broken hearted

I said, “I’m sorry I have nothing to give You my Lord, 

I’ve squandered it all for this world;

What good am I to be redeemed and restored?”

He said, “Give Me your heart, give Me your truthful words, 

Give Me your praises, and every hurt you hoard; 

There is nothing I AM not able to do and afford.”

At His feet I cried, full of joy, full of sadness,

He bled for me and died, took my all and gave me gladness.

 

By His Grace, Sheela (via sheelaleigh.com)

 

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