Poems of Lighthouse Bob

Sin's Defeat #363



Sin's Defeat
Sin suffered great defeat
on that faithful day
when the Lover of My Soul
took them all away;
nailed them to the cross,
hung them on the tree,
washed them clean within the blood
that crucified for me
each and every one
for all the world to see
in the presence of the Son
who lives Eternally.




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Sin`s Defeat #363

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