December Daily: Some Pieces of Wood
Some Pieces of Wood
Some pieces of wood our Master held,
And His form was of a child.
My Lord!
Some pieces of wood our Master held,
And His hands with slivers filled.
My God!
Some pieces of wood our Master held,
With arms nailed firm and fast.
My King!
A Child! A Man! A Crucified King!
It all began at Bethlehem when angels came to sing.
My Lord!
My God!
My Living King!
Some pieces of wood did hold!
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