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Even occasional readers of my humble ramblings know that the start of my faith narrative was mired in moralism. Our church was, without question, the denomination of “no”. Starting from that faulty foundation led me to years of sadness, tiredness and bondage.
One thousand times I’ve failed
Still your mercy remains
Should I stumble again
I’m caught in your grace
Everlasting your light will shine when all else fades