How deep the Father's love for us that He should give His only Son to make a wretch His treasure. ( How deep....by Selah). Mere mortal, when pleasures and displeasures of this ever changing world I hoard, yet I still hunger. Mere trinkets of this ever changing world WHY THEN do I bemoan my life? WHY THEN do I seek wordly treasures? WHY THEN would I find happiness? WHY THEN do I shun the Father? WHY THEN do I shun the Son? WHY THEN do I shun the Holy Spirit? Hijacked, ransomed, pain and suffering Crucified His body and blood ransomed for my sin. WHY THEN do I bemoan my fate? WHY THEN would I be expectant of happiness? WHY THEN would I be at peace? WHY THEN.... ©PSA 30/3/22
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