Thu, 12/15/2016 - 14:17 -- gani123

In the begining was the word and the word was with God and the word was God

yes we have heard, we all have been fed we all know that Christ is the living bread

yet we who claim to be part of his body do not want to act right

like a road full of potholes we all are muddy

Christianity has reached an extremity where a popularity has lost its integrity

but its only through the blood of the great Divinity that we can boast prosperity now thats a reality

its only through the blood of the great I AM that we can claim lifes greates reward and believe me its more than just fame

for it was a friday that this blood flowed down the cross, the saviour crucified but on the third day he rose

challenging death and all its ghosts openning the way to life and all closed doors

only through this blood that eternity can be a possibility infinity will no longer be an impossibility

now thats a reality

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