Atone

I saw a million faces all my own

I felt claustrophobic, yet all alone
 

Seeds of selfishness many times sown

Brought forth a garden of greed fully grown

 

My Heavenly Father says all your days have I known

Do not fear, My son died, and for you He did atone

 

He once was in the grave, covered by the stone

But, now He is at my right hand sitting on the throne