In the tapestry of grace, divine threads weave,
God's love, unwavering, in our hearts does cleave.
His son's sacrifice, a crimson tide's embrace,
We're reborn, children of God, in love's sacred space.
Not for our flaws does He withhold His grace,
But for the promise of transformation, a new embrace.
Redemption's melody, sung by the blood divine,
In its symphony, a rebirth, a radiant shine.
No longer bound by the shadows of our past,
In the light of His love, forgiven at last.
A metamorphosis, profound and pure,
God's love, eternal, forever shall endure.
Thursday, November 23, 2023
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