Friday, March 29, 2013

In a body broken



A body broken in it's strength.
One body to heal the many.
Bloodied and broken,
Twisted and taunted.
A body that took the fury of evil,
To redeem the good in all.
Broken to be shared,
Humiliated to reclaim.
None of us, worthy of the gift we receive.


To kneel at the altar, is to be at the cross.
To kneel at the foot of death,
So we can receive life.
For you and for all,
The bread and body broken,
To wash away a flood of evil.
A cup of blood to redeem.
None of us, worthy of the gift we receive.

Earth and mountains shattered,
The sky released it's wrath,
As evil danced on the body broken.
Three days of darkness passed,
Then eternal light danced,
In the face of that sin.
None of us, worthy of the gift we receive.

See the body broken,
In the bread we break.
See the blood pour forth,
As the wine is poured.
Receive the precious gifts,
And dance in the light.
For in this sacrifice we become worthy,
So God's gift we may recieve.

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