Just though I would share this poem i found on the int
*DISCLAIMER*
I DID NOT CREATE OR OWN ANY WORD ON THIS POEM*
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart,
O God, you will not despise.
Nothing you can do
Could make Him love you more
And nothing that you've done
Could make Him close the door
Because of His great love
He gave His only Son
Everything was done
So you would come
Come to the Father
Though your gift is small
Broken hearts, broken lives
He will take them all
The power of the Word
The power of His blood
Everything was done
So you would come
*DISCLAIMER*
I DID NOT CREATE OR OWN ANY WORD ON THIS POEM*
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart,
O God, you will not despise.
Nothing you can do
Could make Him love you more
And nothing that you've done
Could make Him close the door
Because of His great love
He gave His only Son
Everything was done
So you would come
Come to the Father
Though your gift is small
Broken hearts, broken lives
He will take them all
The power of the Word
The power of His blood
Everything was done
So you would come