The Breath of His Life

Even in a family

there is no unity

 

There are wheat and

there are tares

 

Christ brings division,

the truth offends the wicked

 

Some will live

and some die

 

He breathes

his words into our souls 

 

In him our hope is 

planted

 

Into the ground of 

our minds

 

 

Roy-Jax's picture

Nicely done

Nicely done