I SEE THE BLOOD
Who am i to deserve this?
What is my righteousness
In your sight?
That you love me this much,
If I start counting, your love are too much.
I’m born of sin.
Sin I inherit from my father’s father.
My first name is sin,
and my mother nursed me in sin.
I’m brought up in the valley of sin,
Where all we believed in was sin,
Yet to paid for all my sins.
Oh! the precious blood for my sins.
I see the blood, that precious blood,
The one he use in replace of my sins.
What is me? what is life?
When I still abide in sin,
forgotten the blood of the innocent prince,
Who left his throne to die for my sins.
Yet I sinned and sinned; I see the blood, but I’m still in sin
I don’t deserve the blood, for
my hands are full of sins and blood.
My daily bread i got from sin oh Lord;
Tho you promised me, but sin have stolen my patience.
I see his blood all around me
But sins abide inside me.
The blood! his blood!! I’ve wasted the blood.
I now create my own school of sin,
Even my pen I taught how to sin.
Many I have trained how to sin,
some still seek for my knowledge about sin.
Who I’m I? The provider of all sins.
Devil blessed me with sins,
Yet you forgiven all my sin.
I saw! I see his blood washing all my sins.
I can’t do without Backbiting,
I’m I love with gossiping,
I have signed life contract with fornicating,
Who will separate me from lying?
I’m not train to do good, but bad things,
Yet you said all my sins are forgiven.
Now I realised how much you love me,
For you to died for me
And carried all my sins with you.
Now I promised to spend my life for you,
Let it be taken away, if I don’t use it for you.
What am I? What is life?
Oh Jesus thanks for dying for me
I see the blood that washed my sins and make me whole again.
His blood is enough for me to tell about.
© ISO. PEN
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