Poem Two

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Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God;

I will strengthen you, I will help you,

I will uphold you with my righteous right hand

Today that day, I felt new and revived

Felt my purpose today

Crucified at the cross, he was the savior

His blood as red as an apple coursed down his skin

Hair was brown as maple syrup

He was a beautiful man, teeth as white as snow

He dies for the sins I repeat every day

I'll never be a perfect human for my Jesus

I cry for him

For he never sins, a perfect human

Accepting of other's when other's weren't

More forgiving than god

I thank him

I feel his love course through my bones

His strong hands hold my shoulder's

Our sins are his sins

Let's thank god for giving us his precious Jesus

I thank Mary for letting him in the world


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