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Crossed Out

This is where our sins have gone,
Crossed out on Calvary.
This is where God crossed them out
For all the world to see!

This is where to lay them down.
Their weight is far too great
And heaven will not take them,
Not even at the gate!

Arms outstretched He made a cross
For all, from East to West,
Freely shedding blood for us
Because He knew what’s best.

Were your sins crossed out that day
And left behind up there?
Otherwise you mock His name
Which really is unfair!

This is where He waits to hear
If we have seen our needs,
So that He can wipe away
Those silly, foolish deeds!

Let Him cross out all your past,
Then conscience will be clear.
How wonderful to start anew
And know your Saviour near!

Christine Joye Eastmond

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