Our Father

by Sarah Groby   Apr 14, 2006


They would make him carry it
He would always fall
They would let him meet his family and friends
Then, they hung him up

He would always say
"Drink this, this is my body"
He would always say
"Eat this, this is my body"

He would always tell us
"Pray, for those you should pray for"
He would always tell us
"Pray, for those you don't need to pray for"

He has died for us
He has done everything for us
He has gotten nailed to a cross for us
He has protected us

He would always tell us
"I love you"
He would always tell us
"Call me your father"

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