Blood rushes from the wounds,
My sight grows dull and dim.
These people are my passion,
I give my life for them.
I'm whipped and attacked,
I wear a thorny crown.
Soldiers help assault me,
They thrust me to the ground.
They nail me to a cross,
They gamble for my clothes.
I stand between two men,
More and more blood flows.
You have been forgiven,
I lay down my life for you.
I lose my life upon that cross,
And now your life is renewed.














Comments
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Being a Christian means You give up your right to say
"Not my problem"
God doesn't love me because i go to church
I go to church because I love him
~Spike~
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A shadow never dies, it simply fades away...
Check out The Shadows of Society at [link] and show your support!
~Spike~
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Being a Christian means You give up your right to say
"Not my problem"
God doesn't love me because i go to church
I go to church because I love him
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