I wanna know that Your love will over whelm me and Your grace is a home to welcome me and not imprison me.
I wanna see You running to me because You’ve missed me. You’ve set a place at Your table. You’re still smiling! But I am crying.
I wanna hear that Your forgiveness cost me nothing. You’ve paid my way in. Shouts of, “We’ve missed you, it’s been so long”. I’ve missed You All.
I wanna feel I’m no more empty filled with acceptance. Enourmous 4’s to hold on tight. You hold my hands then show me Yours.
I wanna be who You say I am: Fearfully made and Wonderfully too. You are the Potter. I am the clay. A broken vessel.
You take my guilt (I am set free: a new creation). You take my trash, ‘tis no more mine. Am I worthy to be Yours? I am.
I am unrejected! I am unrejected! I am unrejected! I am unrejected!
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