He Ransomed Me

He Ransomed Me

by Patricia A. Pitterle

I have sinned,

I am not perfect,

Though I wish

That I could be.

I would go back

Now and fix it,

If that choice

Were given me.

But alas,

Now I see clearly

That I can't

Take back that sin.

I can only

Come to Jesus

And let Him

Take me in.

There are those

Who do not understand

The gift

He gives to me.

How He takes

Upon Himself my sins

And sets

My spirit free.

So, though my sins

Caused red to stain

The whiteness

Of my soul,

My Savior, cleansed me 

With His blood

And made me

Once more whole.

And I have seen

His Miracles,

And I have felt

His grace,

And I've felt

His forgiveness

As I've walked

Within His place.

The stain is gone

My soul is pure

And covered 

In His love.

He ransomed me

That I might 

Live with Him in 

Father's house above.