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Red is the colour of my blood Red is the colour of my heart Red is the colour of love. My love is the spirit of my heart My heart is the sanctuary of my soul My soul is the sacred chalice of my spirit. My heart is a bouquet of red roses Red roses, the ambrosia of my spirit My spirit is the immaculate dove The dove bearing the olive branch from above. My spirit descends in the feast of the Eucharist The Eucharist is the sacred sacrament of Christ Christ is the eternal spirit of the love of God For our sins, He bled and shed His innocent blood And by His blood we have been redeemed. The blood of His covenant The covenant of His new testament.. ~ By Orikinla Osinachi, Saturday November 8, 2014. © Orikinla Osinachi. 2014. All rights reserved. No part of this content can be duplicated or reproduced in any format of media and anywhere without the authorization and permission of the author and publisher.
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 3:04 PM UTC
orikinla-osinachi
Red is the Color of Love
Red is the colour of my blood Red is the colour of my heart Red is the colour of love. My love is the spirit of my heart My heart is the sanctuary of my soul My soul is the sacred chalice of my spirit. My heart is a bouquet of red roses Red roses, the ambrosia of my spirit My spirit is the immaculate dove The dove bearing the olive branch from above. My spirit descends in the feast of the Eucharist The Eucharist is the sacred sacrament of Christ Christ is the eternal spirit of the love of God For our sins, He bled and shed His innocent blood And by His blood we have been redeemed. The blood of His covenant The covenant of His new testament.. ~ By Orikinla Osinachi, Saturday November 8, 2014. © Orikinla Osinachi. 2014. All rights reserved. No part of this content can be duplicated or reproduced in any format of media and anywhere without the authorization and permission of the author and publisher.
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