It Took His Blood

It Took His Blood Written: by Tom Wright January 2015 So many times my thoughts appear driven, Toward a skull shaped hill and a rugged cross. To a man known as Jesus, whose life was given, As Divine permutation for humanity’s dross; Either we accept Jesus’ payment on the cross, Or we pay the price at death. Tom
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