We are His if we believe
That He died that we might live
Redeemed and washed by His Precious blood
Forgiven by the One true God
Humbled for a season in human form
Till the day of Ascension when He was transformed
Beating death to herald our reform
Showing us the way to conform
Free from condemnation for what we have done
Where shame and fear is now undone
Mercy reigns and outruns
The judgement scheduled before it is passed down
MARYANN BOSAH 