I wrote this psalm last Sunday, after a day filled with Bible study. I thought I’d share.
Were you there at Calvary: when Jesus died to set us free? Whenever I get the victory, I was.
Were you there when He hung on the cross; separated from God to save us lost? The day I realized what that cost, I was.
Where you there when they laid Him in the tomb? When He went to Heaven to prepare a room for you and me? Whenever I look up and see there’s yet a horizon, I was.
Whenever I look into those eyes, and Jesus’ love dispels the lies I used to live, I remember everything the Beautiful One gave that day; and still gives today. I see myself on Calvary, in His Heart.
Were you there that day on Calvary, when His blood covered every sin conceived? Oh, when I think of Jesus love for me, I was.
Thank you Lord, for loving me.
Copyright by Marina Morrison (aka) Eden Stillwater, February 28, 2021, 1:24 p.m./Copyright by Marina Morrison (aka) Eden Stillwater, March 6, 2021, 2:45 p.m.
