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Before The Nails by Robert M. Hinnen

Oh, what a sinner am I, no claim to anything even remotely righteous
My tongue seeks only to hurt, my mind wandering in utter darkness
Craving the world’s acceptance and accolades, the fullness of pride
No time to meet another’s needs, grabbing all that my heart desires

Everywhere I turn there is envy and greed, this the mirror’s reflection
Completely lost, fearing the dire consequences of the truth’s conviction
So I have run out of hope, there is no light for me where the tunnel ends
Oh, if I could only climb out of sin’s abyss and make necessary amends

But there is only One who was born for such a time as this and for me
How can it be that from the very beginning He knew what I would be
Against this merciful power, holy and righteous, evil cannot prevail
For by His love He knew my sinful heart before the cross, before the nails

Now I am set free!

“For while we were still helpless, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will hardly die for a righteous man; though perhaps for the good man someone would dare even to die.
But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.”
Romans 5:6-8 NASB

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