My God, my God, I bled, I bled.
My God, my God, I pled, pled.
I cried, I cried:
"I bleed, I bleed.
My God, my God, I need, I need."
My God, my God, my flesh turned ash.
My God, my God, my years turned death.
I died, I died.
But when I took that leap,
my God, my God, you freed, you freed.
But now, my God, I see, I see
My God, My God, you bleed, you bleed.
You cry, you cry:
"I bleed, I bleed.
My God, my God, I need, I need."
O God my God, do you now bleed
the very blood you took from me?
As one who bled
and bleeds no more, I tell you,
O my God, my God, you shall be freed.
2 comments:
Alyssa this is stunning.
Thanks Amy. I started wondering how people whom Jesus had healed would respond to seeing him crucified.
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