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My Jesus
My Jesus
He died for me
Upon a tree
To bring me life
To set me free.He bore the pain
And all the shame
To make me whole
I’ll never be the same.He opened His arms
With a heart full of love
My precious Savior
Sent from my Father above.His love is everlasting
His mercies never cease
He watches over me
And brings me peace.What can I say?
To this One who loves me so much?
The One who redeemed me
To be His own.Yes, He’s chosen me.
I ask myself “why?”
Yes, why me?
A lowly sinner.WHY does He love me?
HOW can He love me?
Why does He care so much
About me?© 4-15-99 – 10:51 a.m.
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Yirmeyahu (Jeremiah) 6:10-11 CJB
Yirmeyahu (Jeremiah) 6:10-11 CJB
To whom should I speak? Whom shall I warn?
Who will listen to me?
Their ears are dull, they can’t pay attention.
For them the word of ADONAI has become
unattractive, an object of scorn.
This is why I am full of ADONAI’s fury;
I am weary of holding it back. -
Yirmeyahu 6:10-11 CJB
Yirmeyahu (Jeremiah) 6:10-11 CJB
To whom should I speak? Whom shall I warn?
Who will listen to me?
Their ears are dull, they can’t pay attention.
For them the word of ADONAI has become
unattractive, an object of scorn.
This is why I am full of ADONAI’s fury;
I am weary of holding it back.
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