Little Brother
I am not brilliant
Or heroic
Or frightfully quick
Or connected.
Just beggarly
And bled for
And brothered
By Betlehem's King.
He came to us
And blessed by the Lake
Hounded and hung
And risen
For my puny sake.
Its a good thing
I now walk in
With Him.
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