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The God of All GraceWhen I look in the mirror And see who I am. In the light of His Word, It’s a haunting exam. I see all of my failures, And so many sins. I see blackness, rebellion No good thing within. Then I look to the Cross and see Jesus. When life seems so vain, And all hope seems a loss. I lose track of the trials, While counting the cost. I hurt from the heartache, Betrayed by a friend, Life’s disappointments, Seem not to end. Then I look to the Cross and see Jesus. I see the love that He has for me. I see the pain that He suffered for me. I hear the anguish as He died in my place. I see Jesus… the God of all grace. G. MillerThe Remnant: Special EditionView Newsletter (.PDF)
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