Every night I think

Every night I think

Every night I think

about the price that

He has to pay

for our sins.

Every night I think

about the suffering that

He had to go through.

Every night I think

about the things we

could never understand.

Every night I think

Him on that cross.

Every night I think

the price He has

to pay for our sins.

Every night I think

about the reason He did

it for us,

the people that

deny Him at first.

Every night I think

about what if He

did not come to

save what would

the world be like then.

-Gene Conner

March 31, 2008

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