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Fallling

A fallen creature…

Fallen from grace,

Steeped in sin,

Flat on my face;

Unaware of the glory

Of the Holy One;

For such as me,

He gave His Son.

A fallen creature…

Fallen in love

With a loving Lord,

The Risen One,

Who for the joy

That lay before,

Went to the cross

And willingly endured.

A falling creature,

I stumble at times;

Pressing on toward the goal,

I reach for the prize.

He lifts me up,

He’ll lead me on,

‘Til I reach the end

And the race is won.

                 A.D.W.

March 2007