¡Que libertad, que gracia!

¡Que libertad!
¡Que gracia!
No tengo que ser perfecta
Tu ya lo fuiste

Soy toda aceptada
Fuiste rechazado
Fuiste traicionado
Soy completamente amada

Por siempre una hija
Por siempre en la Luz
Por siempre adoptada
Por siempre viva

Por siempre perdonada
Ahora siendo restaurada
Hasta que ese dia venga
Cuando no pueda pecar mas

Ana Robinson

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You are still good

The first sign of a tulip that has been dormant during the freezing winter

In the morning you are good
And at night you are good

When I’m strong you are good
And in my weakest day you are good

When the light shines
and the flowers bloom
you are good
And when every leaf
of my tree has fallen
you are still good

You will not leave me,
nor will you forsake me (Heb 13:5)
And there is nothing
that can separate me
from your love (Rom 8:38-39)

When my feathers are bright blue
and I can fly high
you are good
And when they turn grey
and I can’t move no more
you are good

When the future
seems bright and promising
you are good
And when all I get to do
is live moment by moment
you are good

When I’m strong you are good
And in my weakest day you are good

In the morning you are good
And at night you are still good

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What freedom, what grace

What freedom
What grace
I don’t have to be perfect
You already were

I am all accepted
You were all rejected
You were all betrayed
I am all loved

Forever a daughter
Forever in Light
Forever adopted
Forever alive

Forever forgiven
Now being restored
‘Til that day comes
When I can sin no more

Ana Robinson

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