My Wounded Branch

gaillovesgodspoetry

Oh the wounds that You received
While visiting our house.
That was so sad and unfair,
I feel like such a louse.
That we would wound the Branch
That came to save us from ourselves.
You knew what would happen,
And still willingly came to help.
Our pain and suffering
You gladly bore,
That Your joy might remain in us,
And abound abundantly more.
Oh the vast love of God and His Son
Could never be justly measured,
Yet it certainly should be reverenced,
And wisely treasured.
Thank You, Wounded Branch,
For calling me Your friend.
Thank You for being a Faithful One
On which I can depend.

8.27.2021 Friday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Zechariah 13:6 and John 15:13-15

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