This is a poem by my good friend TJ Tims
Away small thoughts of sin and Love,
Which better betrayal and bate The Blood!
Arise frail affections, arise and engorge
Upon rich confections of grace from the Lord,
Which knowing them better may see yourself clear,
A pitiful prodigal whom Jesus brought near.
Which better betrayal and bate The Blood!
Arise frail affections, arise and engorge
Upon rich confections of grace from the Lord,
Which knowing them better may see yourself clear,
A pitiful prodigal whom Jesus brought near.
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