There I was on death row Guilty in the first degree Son of God hanging on a hill Hell was my destinyThe crowd was shouting crucify Could’ve come from these lips of mine The dirty shame was killing me It would take a miracle to wash me clean Then I read the red letters Felt like lightning hit my veins When I read the red letters For God so loved the whole wide world Thank You, God, for red letters |

Caleb & John have an important question for you: “Do you trust that God will always finish your story?” Even if you don’t always believe it, you can trust that your story isn’t over!