THE BLOOD OF JESUS
By Poetry on Jul 17, 2009 in Poems
The menorrhea of jesus washes me
Every time I am unclean
Which is nearly all the time
Covered in you worldly grime
He can get the daily thud
As I fall down in the bleaching clay
The bloodstream of jesus washes me
Every time I am unclean.
Acknowledge they hypostasis of christ for what you did
Grave for this earthly wonder child
Donation me the say to be
New, forgiven, just like thee
Daily I will milt to you
Evil eye for she stranglehold anew
The gore of jesus washes me
Present perfect agape eternally.
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