He paid the price!
by Bonnie E. Agudelo
August 23, 2006
I can hear the voice of my accuser
referring to my every committed sin,
the times I allowed myself to be led
by the lusts of the flesh within.
I was a liar, a thief, a murderer,
all the commandments I broke,
I was speechless, embarrassed, no one to blame,
could there be someone I could invoke?
My head hung in shame, tears ran down my cheek,
then the order came to reveal my life;
I knew there was nothing in my own effort or strength
to save me from this terrible strife.
A book was opened, then another, then the next
finally there was found written in RED the text:
WASHED BY THE BLOOD OF THE LAMB.
NO LONGER GUILTY, SAVED BY 'THE GREAT I AM.'
Oh what grace to save my soul!
not by my works but by His love alone;
the price He paid to set me free
no one else could pay as He.
It should have been me to die upon that tree!
It should have been me to die on Calvary!
It should have been me to pay the price
for my sins.
But the LORD knew that I could NEVER do
what He did for me!
