My future hangs on this: You make preciousness from dust,
Please don't stop creating me.
Your blood offers the chance to rewind to innocence;
Reborn, perfect as a child.
Oh, Your cross, it changes everything,
There my world begins again with You.
Oh, Your cross, it's where my hope restarts,
A second chance is Heaven's heart.
When sin and ugliness collide with redemption's kiss,
Beauty awakens by romance.
Always, inside this mess, I have found forgiveness,
Mercy, as infinite as You.
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Countless second chances we've been given at the cross,
Countless second chances we've been given at the cross.
Fragments of brokenness salvaged by the art of grace,
You craft life from our mistakes.
Black skies of my regrets outshone by this kindness;
New life dawns over my soul.
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