Under the water,
but not for good,
just long enough
to wash sin away.
Downstream they go,
never seen again,
so far, forgotten.
Undeserved, but grace given.
Turning away,
not just a bit,
but completely,
never to turn again.
With face set in stone,
the old behind,
the new coming,
Faith now a living choice.
Shaking it off,
but only the water,
not the change,
a new heart now.
In Christ transformed,
now set apart
to live like Him.
Not for a moment, but eternity.
(Mark 1:4)
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