Scooped Up

Scooped up, held
Where I don’t belong
Invited to be pardoned
For every single wrong
I have ever committed
It’s grace I cannot earn
Offered without cost
By God Who calls my name
Held tight in His arms
He holds me up
And calls me His
Forgiven completely
Released from punishment
It’s a full pardon
From all the wrong I’ve done
If never knew
What love was
I know what it’s is now
Scooped up, held
Where I don’t belong
In the hands, in the arms
Of my forgiving God

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