Flowing Crimson Tide
We always have good reason,
When thinking of this season;
What God actually had done,
Allowing sacrificing His Son.
While suffering such a loss,
Being crucified on the cross;
As the crimson tide flowed,
For the debt that we owed.
Jesus went and took our place,
For all our conceited disgrace;
Turning away to a life of sin,
That is keeping us filthy within.
But if we are willing to confess,
Our kind God is willing to bless;
Us with a flowing crimson tide,
That will be cleansing us inside.
At the end of the cleansing flow,
Your heart will be white as snow;
By accepting Christ as your Savior,
God will look upon you with favor.
Richard Newton Sherrer
Copyright ©2007 Richard Newton Sherrer
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