Sin, It Is Crushed

Shall we not follow His footsteps?
Heavy laden with our sin
He suffered for all humanity
Crushed every possible sin.

So painful may be the affliction
In despair we wallow in it
Until wisdom finally turns us
To see God stands behind it.

Yet, it feels beyond our strength
And so it absolutely is
But faith in Him endures
Great faith, great faith it is.

Surrendered in your weakness
Under His foot He crushed
Wept and spoke these words
Sin, it is crushed.

Book by Kathleen Higham

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