Save me from the so called righteous

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Save me from the so-called righteous, for
I am none of them.
I am the sinner you forgave,
I am the woman at the well.

I am a sinner,
I can't lift up my eyes,
I live on thy mercies,
Their all honour lies,

You are the rock, of my strength,
You are my righteousness,
Nor can I boast of myself,
Nor of my righteousness.

When my accuser,
Will raise up alarm,
He will lift me up,
Right In His arms.

I have paid the price
I have paid the price
No sin can claim,
My love suffice.

Note: This poem is about the love of God and grace that we have through Christ. The accuser is Satan. Price is paid by Christ on the cross.

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