Friday, June 27, 2008

THE EVANGELIST

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 O that rising flood of grace
Overflowed as tears upon my face
As through the sobs He heard me say
"Please, O Lord, wash my sins away."

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