What a beautiful Savior.

This one is His.

I give it all to Him.

No matter what the cost.

I have already lost.

I can't do it alone.

I need Him by my side.

Hope cannot be found.

This far into the ground.

I have lifted up my sorrow.

It overfills His hands.

I had to look away.

It was not meant to stay.

My pain thus far remains

But in rememberence to Him.

Jesus paid the price.

The final sacrifice.

With this thought I'm lifted.

How could I've overlooked it?

Even though I'm hurting.

He stands there still alerting.

What a beautiful thing.

I simply do not comprehend.

What a beautiful Savior.

I say again:

What a beautiful Savior.