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
Copyright © Kyle Kriticos | Year Posted 2017
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