My Savior lives
the cross was not the end
He has conquered the grave
no longer bound by my sin
Christ died for me
while I am yet of the flesh
dying that I may live
washed free of my stain
Now this is my time
redeemed by his blood
to take up my cross
to drink of my cup
To go as I am sent
to serve in true love
to offer them Christ
the perfect gift from above
May 17, 2011
Walk to Emmaus
http://www.upperroom.org/emmaus/
Luke 24:13-35
grace
prevenient grace
Luke 15:11-32
Prodigal Son
Mark 10:17-31
The Parable of the Rich Man
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