Unfair Trade

My thoughts become cluttered. Heaven’s windows seem shuttered. Some days I struggle to breathe.
Stress closes in, my patience wears thin, and the fog so thick I can’t see.
But all hope is not lost, when I consider the cost Christ paid to set my soul free.
My rags for a robe, and riches untold, my sins buried deep in the sea.
How could I despair, this trade is not fair, when it was I who belonged on that tree?
The guilt was all mine, but His Glory Divine, paid the full ransom for me!

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