We are either dying to the spirit or
dying to the flesh
It's that simple, we either went back
to God Almighty or we stayed away
and left.
See there are only two kinds of people
in the world--
the found and the lost…
Your money can't save
Only Jesus who has the
keys to death and the grave.
For your soul can't be bought
Didn't Jesus die for your soul
and become the final sacrifice?
For it was His soul that paid the price.
Paid the price for your soul in this
age of Grace--
So count your blessings for if
you're saved you will see His face.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2022
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem