I Should Be A Sinner

I should be a sinner
Should wear the scars
But I am a winner
Through my saviors marks

He broke the chains like the temple’s curtain
Put out the fire and took the wire
It was worn so I could be reborn
He carried me out and I didn’t need to shout
'Cause there was no reason to fear for he was near

He brought me to his home, and now I can’t be overthrown
For the devil’s mud,  was washed by the blood
Filled with amazing grace, from the only one worthy to be praised

For He broke the walls, and set me free
Invited me over, and washed me clean 
My God my saviour, He has rescued me

This poem is about: 
My community


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