Lord, You seized me and I couldn’t resist You. I ran for a long time, but You followed me. I took by-paths, but You knew them. You overtook me. I struggled. You won. Here I am Lord, out of breath, no fight left in me, and I’ve said “yes”, almost unwillingly. When I stood there trembling, like one defeated before their captor, Your look of love fell on me. The die is cast, Lord, I cannot forget you. In a moment You conquered me, my doubts are swept away, my fears dispelled. Nothing matters to me, neither my comfort, nor even my life. I desire only You, I want nothing but You.
Why do we call impossible that which God calls possible? Why do we call unforgiveable that which God has forgiven? Why do we compromise with that which God calls sin? How we need to know God's heart and reach out, in His love and wisdom, to others!
Blessed be the Lamb that was slain…
I praise the wounds and the blood of the Lamb; that heals the weakness of my body. I praise the wounds and the blood of the Lamb; that heals the weakness of my soul. I praise the wounds and the blood of the Lamb, that heals the weakness of my spirit.
I praise the blood of the Lamb; that covers all my sins so they can no longer be seen. I praise the blood of the Lamb; that cleanses me from all my sin. I praise the blood of the Lamb, which is stronger than my own sin-infested blood, and remolds into the image of God. I praise the blood of the Lamb that has the power to free me.
I praise the blood of the Lamb that is victorious. I praise the blood of the Lamb that protects me from all. I praise the blood of the Lamb that prepares me. I praise the blood of the Lamb that makes all things new. Hallelujah!
[But the Lord still waits for you, to show you His love, as He has said. And He, He will conquer you, so that He can bless you with Himself. Rejoice!]
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