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As I dip a piece of broken bread into grape juice in a cheap styrofoam cup My mind races to clips from movies, scripture read so many times Your body hanging from a bloodied cross The King of Kings, Pierced by nail, thorn and spear A phrase whispers through my mind, "This changes everything" Pierced for our sins Crushed for our iniquities The Lord of Lords, Son of God, battered, bruised and hanging from a bloodied tree Beaten and torn, "This is My body" Poured out, "This is my blood" Broken for me broken for you This, this changes everything And I dip a piece of broken bread into grape juice in a cheap styrofoam cup
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
Communion
As I dip a piece of broken bread into grape juice in a cheap styrofoam cup My mind races to clips from movies, scripture read so many times Your body hanging from a bloodied cross The King of Kings, Pierced by nail, thorn and spear A phrase whispers through my mind, "This changes everything" Pierced for our sins Crushed for our iniquities The Lord of Lords, Son of God, battered, bruised and hanging from a bloodied tree Beaten and torn, "This is My body" Poured out, "This is my blood" Broken for me broken for you This, this changes everything And I dip a piece of broken bread into grape juice in a cheap styrofoam cup
#wine#faith#sacrifice#change#blood#cross#jesus#communion#bread
katy-owens
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
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