June 13, 2010

How crooked are our hearts-
Mere words can't make them right
But despite our hurts and vanities
I think forgiveness might

Brother, friend, companion
I was so blind before!
I tried to make you sing my praise
Forgetting all you bore

But now I see your face
And all I do is grin
He paid the price for everything,
Washed away our sin.

4 comments:

Michael said...
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Michael said...

I know! :)

Bethany Sherman said...

This is good Rebecca!! =) Love it! :)

Col said...

You wrote this?

I really like it! It's definitely one of my favorites. :D