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Wednesday, May 25, 2011

You Still Run. . .

I wonder, would I be my own friend

If I treated me like I sometimes treat You

Would I turn in love and forgive me

For the words and hurt and lack of trust

Or would I look in the mirror and run

And yet. . .

You run to me

Holding out your arms

Forgiving me in joy

Crying My child has come home


I wonder would I pay the price

That I know You paid in full

With heavy heart and outstretched arms

and love in Your eyes when. . .

You died for me

On the hill of Calvary

As I stood in the crowd

Crying crucify Him

You still run

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