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"By your voice we speak

By your strength, we are no longer weak.

And by your wounds we are healed.

Tell me what kind of love is this?

What kind of love, would take your shame

And spill his blood for you

And save us by his wounds"

I'm still your God,

the God who saved you out of Egypt.

I'm the only real God you've ever known.

I'm the one and only God who delivers.

I took care of you during the wilderness hard times,

those years when you had nothing.

I took care of you, took care of all your needs,

gave you everything you needed.

You were spoiled. You thought you didn't need me.

You forgot me.

Hosea 13:4-6

It is a horrible accusation, oh God, but it is true. I did forget You for a while. Though I claimed to be your child, I did not give one thought to your ways and what You wanted for me. I did what I wanted and I alone. And I see now where that path leads. I want to follow your plans, Lord. I know that yours are much better than mine. I will follow in your path and receive your promises. It's true-- you are the only real God I have ever known. You are the only one who has always been true and right, though I did not always see it. You are eternal and faithful, Lord. I admit my shortcomings and I ask that you lead me from now on. You paid the price for me and I give myself over freely. Your love is so grand, so vast, so extravagant. It is so intricate, I cannot see each thread, nor can I see the big picture. But You know all, Jesus. Thank you for being mine and letting me be Yours. Take me as your own. You are my God, You are my Lord.