What a beautiful God there must be
He who laid down His life for me
All my sins to Him confess
For this my Lord my God has blessed
My life my Lord meaning He gives
For by His Son all should live
Dying slowly for man his sins
To death my King gave in
His life forfeit for all the dead
And from the dead my God He led
In death its sting was lost
Like the rock beneath the moss
The graves victories gone
Like night gone to dawn
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Growth in God
Basically charting my growth in God
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