Living Canvas

Wed, 01/30/2019 - 07:42 -- Ylzm

Chosen, to be a living canvas,

Blood stained, and tattered,

Painted with earth shaking victories,

And of a people humiliated and shattered;

A message drenched in lives and blood,

Of life beyond the grave, and redemption;

Causing stumble and offence,

or revealing freedom and salvation.


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