Y O U R    P A T HOn death’s row I hang my head

In loneliness

In darkness

Where I sit on this cell’s bed

Forced to this place soon to end

In death

Last breath

The race I lost, thinking I’d win

My way was the only way

Belligerent

Militant

Now the hangman’s coming today

If just one more chance I’d get

Love

Peace

I would be someone else I bet

But here in lies my judgment

Innocence lost

Wretchedness found

These last days start all my torment

Oh, if there were someone else

Mercy

Savior

Such a deal that no one could welch

But who could take my place here

Replacement

Sacrifice

A love so great so true so dear

Greater love could no man have

Lord

Christ

The guard said Jesus took my path

 

What?

“You heard me, Jesus took your path.

You’re free.

Now go, you’re free.

Jesus took your path.”

                                                                                                                       Selah   

Your Path by Ronhales                                                                                                                                                                   Romans 5:8

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