He felt my struggles,
He suffered my pains.
He knows each of my
weakness and faults--
He paid for them
with His blood.
And knowing my
imperfections perfectly,
He pleads my cause.
He pleads that I may enter heaven,
broken as I am.
He pleads, “Father,
behold the sufferings and
death of him who did no sin,
in whom thou wast well pleased.”
“Spare these my brethren
that believe on my name,
that they may come unto me
and have everlasting life.”
He advocates for me,
with understanding,
justice, and mercy.
May I turn to Him,
my true hope
in eternal judgment.
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