Bread of Life

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Stretching my hands for thee
Will never forget what he did for me
A piece of him I keep
"Take this bread as my body
I eat
"And this as my blood"
He bleed
The wombs on his back, thorns on his head
Saving us as he bled
"Forgive as they know not what they do"
He said
The cavernous scars was not on his body but on his heart

*deep breath*

His last breath was the ending to my beginning
I will not forget
I'm am so sorry for sinning
Your scars are my Scars
My life is your life
And I praise god on the third you rose
Let all the angels behold
A king indeed
Rejoicing,stretching my hands to thee

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