The Face
I was all alone in a world of people who hated me,
I was hurting and no one cared.
That was when I saw the light,
That was when I saw him.
How can I describe His face?
It was friendly and authoritative,
It was young and old,
It was happy and sad,
It was childish and wise.
But the thing that I noticed most,
Was not how it looked,
But how it made me feel.
It washed away all my cares,
It washed away all my fears,
And it cleansed my soul.
His face was all I could think about.
And no matter how hard Satan tried,
He couldn't drag me back to the life of sin,
I had previously lived.
And since that day,
I've kept my eyes on that face,
And even when I fall,
He picks me up again.
This face belongs to Jesus Christ,
Who died on the cross for our sins.
And trusting my life with Him,
Was the smartest thing I've ever done.
And I hope you'll do it too,
Because He's the one who created you.
Don't you think,
That He'll know the right path for your life?
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