Innocent Sin
The sins of an innocent
It has formed a song
In my sub consciousness
The heat of my hidden faults
Before I was brought forth on this earth
It made you to sweat blood
When the truck load of my sins
Drove you to the cross
My trespasses with their tentacles
When I lost the compass
Has been an obstacle
Until you came as an oracle
And saved me from the ridicule
It was more than a miracle
You carried my entire burden
That was in gross bundle
That has been my great hurdle
Denying me all the live cable
To entering your great temple
And feasting at your lofty table
The impression of your death
On the cross at Calvary
Was a true expression of your love to me
It damn all the calorie of rivalry in a jiffy
Creating express-way to the eternal love of God
Disbursement of your agony in Gethsemane
Was an allegory beyond what any press man could dispense
And the pride of many art gallery with no allergy
It shredded the Curtain of the temple
Which has been a curtail on my strength
And makes me to lose out of the cocktail at your table
O Redeemer of my soul
You paid all my debt as an offender
Leaving no remainder.
Thank you Jesus for
saving me.
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