Fallen forever with no joy to find,
Empty and miserable forever consigned.
To be separate and lonely no hope in view,
My sins and failings keeping me far from you.
In mercy a way to escape my doom,
The Lord of all, leaving His tomb.
A light a beacon shining forth,
Reminding me of my worth.
He held me safe in Gethsemane,
That through His gift I would be free!
was my only way,
His choice of love, the choice to pay.
Glorious King your hand I see,
Reaching out to rescue me.
I clasp with joy mercies claim,
And say with joy my Saviors name!
Written by Michelene Glasson