All my Sin
All my mistakes
written on chalkboards
All my filthy remarks
All my hate
All my back biting and gossip
All my judgment pointing at you
All my power to try and do good, to hate the evil
All my weakness
All His strength
One clean swipe
ERASED . . .

All my doubt
All my greed
All my selfishness
All my thoughts of material things
All my flesh
All my lust
All His Grace
One drop of blood

ERASED . . .

All my pride
All my rebellion
All my anger, my temper does flare
All my bitterness
All my nakedness
All my ungratefulness
All my talents
All my iniquities
At the cross, they were diminished
when he said, “It is finished!”

“I, even I, am the one who wipes out your transgressions for My own sake, And I will not remember your sins.” Isaiah 43:25.

Poem by Tekoa

Photo taken from preachers



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