But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him.
Immaculate Chineye
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But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him.

Immaculate Chineye
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10 months ago

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GOD MAN.
A soul unsustained,a spirit built on trust;
with fleeting breath and mortal finite span,
many call him fragile; a creature of the dust,
few describe him as someone more than man.

Having his gaze fixed on the heavens; he sees the Star ignite,
continually, he spoke of love, mercy and of grace,
with a closed eyes he feel the power of the sun warm light,
living a life of service with a scared heart.


Forever he seeks to pay a debt and understands the beating heart of something apart;
He bore the weight of sin in this world of despair,
a force unseen with a power from the start,
His final breath is love beyond compare.

Calling GOD,this mystery profound,
in it's presence, peace and solace are found.









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