Blessed

My life has had an shaky foundation
Most of my life
I was a lost sheep
A long way from my fathers arms
Inside I believed
That my father was born
Walked this cruel earth
Was murdered
But rose again on the third day
He died for my sins
Many times I was like the planet in Mark 4:3-7
Then my father welcomed me home
As if my name was Mephiboshelth
My head heald death
Upon it's head
Life had dealth me
A bad hand
Dropped me into this cruel world
Alone and hopeless
Then my Savior
Called me home
Dusted me off
And accepted me
Just as I am
He set me down and read me 1 John 1:7
The blood of Jesus
Purifies us from all sins
And he preceded to ask me
My child why such guilt on your face
From your past sins
Why the regret
Why the shadow of shame
Why aren't you living with a smile on your face
A skip and a sparkle in your heart and eyes
For I already died for your sins
By my stripes you are healed
Why continue to hold
The burdens on your already fragile shoulders
Been of human flesh
You ocassionally sin
But remember always
Sin may touch you
But cannot claim your soul
For I live in you
Trust my work for you
I took your place on the cross
At Calvary already
Trust my work in you
Your heart is my home
And I am your master