April 26, 2019

My Journey to God

He Bled for Me

He bled from His hands, and feet,
He bled from His side, and head,
He died but in His death He rose for me instead.
He rose for me and even now I cry,
He died for me and through His death I survive.

He bled for me,
Now I drink from the ultimate cup
filled with His precious blood,
I eat the sacred bread of His body
In memory of His love,
So my thirst is forever quenched,
every minute of my days,
For His words are living water
flowing from above.
He bled for me,
He wakes me in the mornings,
like the meadowlark with a song,
He is greater than all the Kings,
and more powerful than all the Angels.
For this I have no fear,
for my complete trust is in Him,
He will keep his promise.
In His instructions the message is very clear.
He died for my sins,
He will give me eternal life in the end,
He bled for me.

By Judy A. Johnson
 

(Judy A. Johnson is a member of Holy Angels Parish in Indianapolis.)

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