Nothing to boast of,
No thing can I tell,
no work I've accomplished
could save me from hell.
No condemnation,
how can it be?
there's no condemnation
from sin I am free!
Washed in the water
the blood is applied
Trust in my Father
steps He will guide.
I am not a poet, and I know it. But there you go!
I hope you have an awesome day!
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