When My Price Was Being Paid

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    When My Price Was Being Paid

    WHEN MY PRICE WAS BEING  PAID
    JESUS WAS SUFFERING ON THE CROSS
    HIS BLOOD WAS RUSHING OUT OF HIS BODY
    HE WAS PAYING THE PRICE FOR ALL OF MY FAULTS

    HE WAS ACHING ALL OVER
    THE PLACES WHERE MY SIN WAS LAID
    HE WAS THINKING ABOUT MY SALVATION
    WHEN MY PRICE WAS  BEING PAID

    I WAS NOT YET BORN
    BUT JESUS KNEW I WOULD COME
    HE KNEW I WOULD SIN
    MY PRICE WAS THE BLOOD OF GOD'S SON

    MY SPIRIT HAD FALLEN
    I WAS NOT SURE WHY I WAS MADE
    BUT NOW I AM A NEW CREATURE TO LIVE FOREVER
    BECAUSE MY PRICE HAS BEEN PAID BY JESUS!!!

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    zeebaby commented on When My Price Was Being Paid

    10-27-2009

    Wonderful!!! Absolutly Wonderful!! Amen, Amen, Amen!! Praise God for the Blood!!!

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    RhemaandRhyme’s Poems (14)

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    When My Price Was Being Paid 1
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    Don’t Turn Away 1
    New Beginnings! 1
    To the Father Of Love 1
    I Want To Be A Vessel of Living Praise 1
    Faith Fruit 1
    Wound the Dragon 1
    The Mystery Made Manifest 1
    So Secure in My Love…Says the Lord! 1
    Bread and Water 1
    Be At Home In My Heart 1
    The Established Heart 1