For many years my feet had gone astray
but repenting walked to Jesus today.
There He did an amazing thing for me
He came and washed my feet so tenderly.
Kneeling down on the ground before me there
He washed them so clean with such loving care.
And looking into His eyes I could see
the love and compassion He had for me.
For His poor feet had climbed up Calvary
where they were impaled and wounded for me;
There He endured such agony and pain
So that He could remove each sinful stain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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There He endured such agony and pain So He could remove each sinful stain. A wonderful poem Royston