ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
You walked the path of life for me – You suffered for my loss.
You sacrificed Your own dear Son, upon an ugly cross.
You did this for a worm like me, You gave to me your best
Now I can walk that road to You and in Your arms find rest.
I don’t deserve this precious gift. I don’t deserve Your love.
I’ve spat upon this Son of Yours who came from Heaven above.
I’ve scorned Him as did men of old. The scourge I laid on Him.
The nails that pinned Him to the tree, were placed there with my sin.
The story didn’t end that day. It just began, you see.
For Jesus, Christ, the Son of God, returned to life for me.
The flesh that once was bruised and scorned and broken now is whole.
He conquered death – He rose again – He saved my dying soul.