Fall due to my sin was so much certain,
I lifted up mine eyes to the hills,
But blessings came from the mountain,
Healings came according to my wills.
The hero and the king of Mt Calvary,
For my sins shed His precious blood,
I was so penitent and so sorry,
I eschewed the path of sin,not to tread.
The moment He laid His life on the cross,
I was healed as per the rule of heavens,
But why I still linger in pain across?
Many a disease still haunts and governs.
That I have failed to realise the wounds,
From Mount Calvary only healing rebounds.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu
Saturday, January 2, 2010
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