"A Slave to Thee Forever!"
Written: 01/26/2026
By: Matthew Krogstad
I did not beg for silver,
I spit at you in grief.
Bent beneath a cruel yoke,
bound in unbelief.
I did not bargain for relief,
stood with nothing in my hands.
Under the promise of a thief,
whose path is darkened lands.
Sin my master, stealing years,
my wages death would keep.
Serving what never loved me back,
oh, these chains drag deep.
Then a clear voice came,
"Bought with sinless blood."
Still I spat at this claim,
seeing its gain as loss.
Fleeing love that holds my breath,
spurned His call, despised His pain.
Yet still the scars held fast my debt,
when I would not remain.
Grace moved first, then I learned,
what You had truly done.
That I was loved before I turned,
and kept before I'd come.
A simple plea and nothing more,
all else I gladly sever.
Hear my request, O Risen Lord,
A slave to Thee forever!
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