With every breath I take, with every heart beat, Sunrise and the moon lights in the dark street. Every glance, every dance, every note of a song. Its all a gift undeserved that I shouldnt have known. Every day that I lie, every moment I covet Im deserving to die, Im just earning your judgment. I, without the cross theres only condemnation. If Jesus wasnt executed theres no celebration. So in times that are good, in times that are bad For any times that Ive had it all I will be glad. And I will boast in the cross. Ill boast in my pains. I will boast in the sunshine, boast in his reign. Whats my life if its not praising you? Another dollar in my bank account of vain pursuit. I do not count my life as any value or precious at all. Let me finish my race, let me answer my call.
Posted on: Mon, 29 Dec 2014 12:24:02 +0000
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