That Bleeding Lamb
that bleeding Lamb
His bleeding wounds
non to tend
Wounds that heal
every broken heart
That eternal plaster
of Paris 1Peter 2:24
Sent His Son
A bleeding Reed
Bled for all yet
The greatest donor
Forsaken breath
Choked with air
That we may breath
Air to life
In His name
A rocky canopy
With rocky roof
no wind can distress
So all can shelter
In storms of life
Jesus Christ you died
Die to live
immortal death
A life so precious
a second breath
Is born again
Book of books
Book to shelves
Book to libraries
He ends the begins
Alphas the Omega
Roses the Sharon
To scent the earth
Lilies the valleys
To beautiful me
He made the sea
piece of bread,
A rod to slice
we walked upon
Eagles mount soar
the blasts
His nostrils
Fires the sun
to warm our day
And snows the moon
He lips the seas
to water greens
A bleeding love
That paid my price
How great the Potter
His clays he tender
3/5/2020
Copyright © Gideon Idudje | Year Posted 2020
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