We're all sinners here.
Come in. Take a seat.
We've got nothing to offer.
He's got all that we need.
Don't worry about the bags you carry.
He makes your burdens light.
Don't try to hide the crimson stains.
He will make them all pure white.
Oh, to be loved by the King of Kings.
It's almost too much to bear.
He loves. And loves. And loves some more.
While we ignore Him without a care.
He knows your heart both in and out.
In it, He takes delight.
All that's left is to just say yes.
And prepare for your heart to take flight.
What a ride you've begun.
One without regret.
Forget your past, dry your tears.
Never again shall you fret.
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