They were powerful words and spoken well;
Properly weighted as they fell
Through funnel ears and down the spout;
Flowing...crashing... swirling about;
Stirring up the sediment sin
Layered deep over the years within,
And, oh, that rising flood of grace
Overflowed as tears upon my face,
And through the tears He heard me say
"Please, oh Lord, wash my sins away."
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That is a powerful, beautifully painted picture. I can just about taste it,and the memories- I have experienced it.
And then, Oh the Joy that flooded my soul....
Thanks, Josh
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