Divine Findings

Come now and follow me into the depths of my sacrifice What a lapse you have made to think I put My life before your life How great is your strong arm and how far do you think that it reaches You can't carry the weight of your flesh; it has ground you to pieces I was born to the body and mind that you constantly fight with I was tempted and tested and found on all counts to be righteous I put your life before My life and it's not for your value or brightness Even those who pierced My hands will not be cast out and made lifeless I make slaves of no one through all of the span of infinity It is rashness to think the Divine Shepherd is late with divinity