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He cared so much for my soul
He came down from his throne
Left His heavenly home
To claim me as His own.
He was carried and cuddled
As to Egypt they fled.
It all came about
as prophets had said
To claim us as His own.
He knew what it would take
He knew what was at stake
And left Glory for your sake
To claim you as His own.
He created the tree
He knew would be
Used of man
Oh, what a plan
To claim me as His own.
Now it’s our turn.
Listen and learn…
He tenderly waits
As decision you make
To claim Him as your own.
When this turn is o’er
He will wait no more.
Come go with me, embrace eternity
On that golden shore
We’ll rejoice evermore
He has claimed us as His own!
by Leola Boyd ©2007
©Greg Olsen, Artist
Webset ©Majestic Websets
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