For my sins weave your crown of thorns.
My impure and unrighteous thoughts
Press their razor sharp edges deep into your brow.
Forgive me, Lord...
For every "little" lie I utter...
A drop of your most precious blood was shed.
And where I should stand guilty as charged to make recompense...
You took my place.
"For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God" (2 Corinthians 5:21).
Forgive me, Lord...
My hurtful words are like a wrecking ball to glass.
Their shards scourge your holy flesh.
Every unrighteous, critical, and angry word
That rolls from my lips...
That rolls from my lips...
Is like shrapnel to your body and soul.
'I' am the cause of all your afflictions.
Every single sin I commit in this body
is against you Oh, Lord...
And you alone.
Psalm 51:4
And you alone.
Psalm 51:4
"But he was wounded for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his stripes we are healed" (Isaiah 53:5).
Forgive me, Lord...
When my heart judges another
It also condemns you shouting,
"Crucify Him, Crucify Him!"
Forgive me, Lord...
Is the spit in your face.
My every covetous thought,
Sharpens those cruel nails.
My foolish pride,
Disobedience,
and unrighteousness
Hammer the nails into your flesh.
Forgive me, Lord...
For the weight of 'my' sin, you bore
on the cross at Calvary...
Oh, the Love...
Oh, the Love...
My soldier,
My hero,
My savior...
My KING!
"For God so loved the world that he gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life"
(John 3:16).
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