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A Gift For The Father's Pleasure |
joycerogers Member
since 2001-05-16
Posts 83Texas |
Every since you chose me Jesus, My heart hasn't been the same. Now that you've washed me Holy One, I can stand here without blame. I shall never forget the day when Your soul stretched beyond measure. All of your stripes became red ribbons, And bowed themselves around me as A gift for the Father's pleasure. [This message has been edited by joycerogers (edited 05-22-2001).] |
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deleeme Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 1766NEW ENGLAND, USA |
This is a most touching piece and one which says so much- Jesus didn't die for us because He had to- but because, His Father wanted Him to, and He was willing to do it, so that we might recieve the Father's gift of Love, forgiveness, purpose and grace-Thank God for His most Generous Gift to usward! David No Better Place do I know God Bless us All!!! |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
Joyce, Your poem touched me just to remember it was Jesus who chose us and not we who chose Him. To know that I was chosen before the foundation of the world is bewildering to me..... but I do accept it by faith. Thank you. Bob <>< |
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