Grant my redemption
give me a sign
turn all my tears
from salt water into wine
Grant me my redemption
show me the way
let me be forgiven
beginning with today
I know I’m a sinner
I’ve been used as a tool
I thought I was wise
but I was just a fool
But I see a light
at the end of the road
Where the river crosses mountains
And all blessings must flow
Grant me my redemption
For a soul made of mud
baptize me in clear water
And then wash me in the blood
Grant me my redemption
from fear and from strife
to be promised Heaven
and everlasting life
Redemption my redemption
redemption my redemption
The only thing
worth living for
redemption my redemption
redemption my redemption
God’s love is real
and so much more
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Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,
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