See my Jesus
Draped across His throne
Bathed in a beautiful light
When all around darkness is owned.
His body is limp.
He is not breathing.
Bones are broken.
The blood is seeping.
He is covered with bruises.
Gaping wounds litter his entire body.
I put him here. I did not care
His precious love was my needed commodity.
Could he really love me?
Why did he die?
His death was to show our Father’s love for humanity.
Jesus died to break satan’s lies.
My sin is no longer. Your sin is no longer.
Praise God in three.
The blood of Jesus is stronger.
Brothers, from our sin we are made clean.
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