Our Saviour

We were like sheep gone astray,
In silence he endured the suffering,
Paving the way back to the amazing grace.
In and with Love He our sin bore
Casting lots on the clothes he wore
His life He freely gave
That by His death we'll be truly save
All Hail this Male

This poem is about: 
Our world


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