Pardon me

"Before the throne of God above
I have a strong and perfect plea,
A great high Priest whose name is Love,
Who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is graven on His hands,
My name is written on His heart.
I know that while in heave He stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart


When Satan tempts me to despair
And tells me of the guilt within,
Upward I look and see Him there
who made an end to all my sin.
Because the sinless Savior died
My sinful soul is counted free,
For God, the Just, is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me,
To look on Him and pardon me."

Spin, whirl & lick

I haven't decided how i feel about having a blog. I keep thinking, why? I think its partially because I think they are nice 'n' pretty. Part of it maybe also be that I decided to make it when I was stuck at home with a cold. Anyhow, I thought I'd give this foreign blog world a spin, whirl, and lick and see how it suits me. Maybe I am just not the blogger type-we'll just have to see. So here goes nothing!;)