Job 2: 10 But he said unto her, Thou speakest as one of the
foolish women speaketh. What? shall we receive good at the hand of God, and
shall we not receive evil? In all this did not Job sin with his lips.
Your Sin is Not My Sin
Your sin is not my sin
I cannot weather the load.
If I pry my way into heaven
My sins are the one that’s showed.
The vice is worn around your neck
Do you think each one’s forgiven?
While you go through life committing
And try to keep sins hidden?
God sees a lingering crutch in man
Those things you think not bad
He sees the things you seek forgiveness
And the ones that scorched skin had.
We often try to be our own god,
Thinking we have some power
To carry the load of iniquity within
Never giving the bundle a scour.
Your sin is not my sin
I have my own to bear.
I’ll strive to carry Light
When sin is what you wear.
Job 20:11 His bones are full of the sin of his youth,
which shall lie down with him in the dust.
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