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Abiding with My Father

by Raydene Nash

About my Father much is being said,
For when I'm spoken of with ill intent
They're counting worthless blood that His Son shed,
Shamed on the cross when by His Father sent.
Down deep within the sea He left my sins,
Why argue if He wants to favor me?
With God as Father anyone would win,
With wisdom as my guide, I've been made free.
His ravaged face made dark, by fury scathed,
Becoming sin God viewed Him as a curse.
Abiding in His word, in light I'm bathed,
He's paid the price, the curse of sin reversed.
My Father's will for me on earth is good
Although by many I'm misunderstood.

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