Don’t see my sin, Lord.
Look at Jesus on the cross, Father … then look at me.
Look at Jesus Christ risen, Father … then look at me.
Look at Jesus ascended, Father … then look at me.
Amen.
Lookit! Lookit! Lookit!
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