Though my sins...
(and they are many,
and I am powerless to stop them on my own,
powerless in my "I'm sorry" to stop the bleeding)
though my sins were as scarlet...
The blood of Christ
wrote in scarlet
that He loved me,
gave Himself for me,
wooed me to repentance,
replaced my bleeding heart with
a new one--
pure, empowered,
whiter than snow.
Following,
Ginger
I liked this! I did it a couple years ago...different snowy bits, but the Word and the photo issue was the same. Nice to see this. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I so often think of this Scripture when we have a fresh snowfall.
ReplyDeleteSo grateful for Jesus, for the cross, for being washed white as snow!
ReplyDeleteThis brought tears to my eyes! Thank you Jesus!! :)
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