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He made a path, God's son as man;~0~
A path that gave us righteousness.~1~ Alone He had to make His stand~2~ And all we need is to confess~3~ Because He died upon the cross.~4~ Now grace is ours, but bought with pain.~5~ There could not be a greater loss.~6~ There could not be a greater gain.~7~ *(in 1995 I wrote the following for my wife, I knew nothing of iamb or meter or quatrains or rhythms.)* I’d like to sail across the sea~9~ Just you and me, eternity~10~ Ever towards a setting sun~11~ Two loving hearts that beat as one~12~
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