psalm 7
when life seemed unredeemable
not merely broken, shattered
when the pieces could not fit back together
no glue or tape could mend
when You looked upon our depravation
You chose the only tools of restoration
when You boldly took the nails that saved us all
and blood flowed free
and grace flowed free
at Your cross I fall
claimed and surrendered
where love flows free eternally
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