In fertile fields where mercy's seeds are sown,
In humble hearts where grace has found its home,
Forgiveness blooms, a crop of heaven's own,
A fragrant offering from the Spirit's loam.
The soil of souls, once hardened, now made tender,
By Christ's own love, His mercy without end,
A parable of grace, a grand surrender,
Forgiveness flows, a river's gentle bend.
Like sparrows' wings, His mercy covers all,
Embracing saints and sinners in its thrall,
For as we heed the Savior's humble call,
We find in Him our refuge from the fall.
Forgiveness, like the rain on parched terrain,
Restores the heart, relieves the deepest pain,
In Christ, the Lamb, our blemished souls made plain,
Forgiven, free, redeemed, and born again.
So let us be as vessels of His grace,
Extending love in every time and place,
Forgiving as we're forgiven by His face,
In God's forgiveness, let our lives embrace.
For in this Christian truth, we find our way,
To walk in love, to live in grace each day,
Forgiveness shines, the dawn of God's display,
A gift from Christ, the Life, the Truth, the Way.
Pastor Loren Christensen
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