Trapped by sin,
a wretched slave,
an aroma not fit to smell,
yet loved enough to be saved.
Trapped for death,
locked in without a key,
packed for Hell,
yet Someone came for me.
Jesus opened the door,
His love abundantly;
there in His embrace I fell;
for love, He came for me.
By His blood He washed me,
white as snow I am;
my story, here to tell,
that Jesus saved this man from Hell.
Now I walk with Jesus,
I love it daily;
His forgiveness I know well,
cause Jesus saved this man from Hell.
Andy Monec – MCD
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