The accuser came holding to my face
A mirror filled with shame and disgrace.
I turned to Jesus, comfort to seek,
And found a portrait of grace,
For the glass he displayed for me to see,
Was a reflection of the Christ in me!
-Jenne Brown
The accuser came holding to my face
A mirror filled with shame and disgrace.
I turned to Jesus, comfort to seek,
And found a portrait of grace,
For the glass he displayed for me to see,
Was a reflection of the Christ in me!
-Jenne Brown
