The Perfect Pair

My life was never meant for perfection,
A flawed existence, breaking free,
Until I found my true redirection,
In the Savior who gave Himself for me.

His death at Calvary was designed,
To redeem a soul, a sinner like me.
He bore the pain that was aligned,
To make me whole, as I’ll ever be.

Through three long hours of crucial pain,
His love was poured, pure and free;
Now I live in a perfect pair,
With a life perfected, because of He.