This is actually a song.
When I think of how I've sinned
against my Lord
I know I am unworthy to partake of His Word.
He tells me there it's all by grace that He has brought
me in;
I am predestinated, I am a part of Him.
So I forget what's behind, all the sins of my past;
Pressing toward the mark of the one thing that will last.
Jesus is coming, I'll strive until that day
The capstone falls and the Bride is called away.
And although I know how much He will forgive
To please my Lord I want to be clean each day I live.
But little sins we all commit put condemnation in my
mind;
Satan wants to keep me off my knees, and so again I find
I must forget what's behind, all the sins of my past;
Pressing toward the mark of the one thing that will last.
Jesus is coming, I'll strive until that day
The capstone falls and the Bride is called away.
So forget what's behind, all the sins of your past;
Pressing toward the mark of the one thing that will last.
Jesus is coming, so strive until that day
The capstone falls and we are called away.
By: Martha Saylor
5-2000
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