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  • His Blood Poured Out


    Marc Fournier
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    Love,

    True love,

    comes from the One,

    who had His blood poured for all,

    for wretched you,

    and for wretched me.

    We can never,

    save ourselves,

    but we are very capable,

    of making a mess of things.

    We can never give ourselves eternal life,

    but there is a Great One,

    who can do this,

    God's only Son,

    who hung on a tree,

    because of the love He had,

    for you and for me.

     

              Marc Fournier    ( H6-70 ) 

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