a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

Once you are labelled unclean,
You won't ever be able to wipe,
No detergent can ever clean you,
Except for the blood of Christ.

Come to my Jesus,
He alone can clean,
The blood of Jesus,
Has the power to clean.

As you cleansed the lepers,
You can also clean me,
If my sins are many,
Then I hang them to the tree.

Note: The tree here means cross of Christ.

R. A. Jacob@ 1/February/2019

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