Bogged down by guilt
Goaded by remorse
Agonized by memories
Of crimes and wrongs committed
Driven to my knees
By demons of accusation
Fueled by the weight of offenses
Condemned and barred from forgiveness
Desperately I look up
Seeking escape from damnation
From the punishment of eternal death
For the wages of my sins
I catch a glimpse of His face
He whispers, my Son
It is finished
Jesus already paid if only you believe
In anguish I cry out
Father forgive I accept and believe
The weight is lifted, the demons flee
The power of the blood is released!
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Angels have four wings
With two they hide their faces
And with two they fly
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