I once was a blasphemous, arrogant man:
Searching for Christians to bind food and hand.
Until (though my unbelief obscured my sight)
Mercy showed down in a heavenly light!
God’s grace then washed over me: wave after wave.
(Jesus came down, poor, blind sinners to save!)
His patience poured out on a chieftain like me
should help you to see: you, too, can be free!
Now unto the King, God, immortal, and wise,
“Honor and glory to Him” my heart cries.
– Wills Osborn (3/29/20)