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Timid soul,
Did I frighten you,
With my talk of God’s wrath?
That talk is not for you.
For you He extends a hand of gentleness
And says “Come to me,
And I will give you rest.”
The rest you are seeking,
The chance to let go of those things
You hate about yourself.
To relinquish your sins.
For Jesus has paid their price.
Don’t cling on to the sorrow
They leave in you.
As to some security blanket.
Leave it all
And take the robe of righteousness
He offers you,
To be your complete clothing.
In this attire
You are fit for the King’s banquet.
You may stand rightly proud
In this garment of praise.
Kitted out like this
You can be your true self,
As never before.
find more on http://www.squidoo.com/MM
Did I frighten you,
With my talk of God’s wrath?
That talk is not for you.
For you He extends a hand of gentleness
And says “Come to me,
And I will give you rest.”
The rest you are seeking,
The chance to let go of those things
You hate about yourself.
To relinquish your sins.
For Jesus has paid their price.
Don’t cling on to the sorrow
They leave in you.
As to some security blanket.
Leave it all
And take the robe of righteousness
He offers you,
To be your complete clothing.
In this attire
You are fit for the King’s banquet.
You may stand rightly proud
In this garment of praise.
Kitted out like this
You can be your true self,
As never before.
find more on http://www.squidoo.com/MM