Wash me with the nakedness of the Cross
wipe my eyes with Your blood tears
stripped of human cover
open me to see You;
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You
waiting
to cover all my Self
with You-
You, drenched in global rejection: cover me
into Your Fabric;
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seam my senses with Your acceptance: Your laughter in my smile, Your forgiveness in my repentance, Your Love in all indifference, Your ways, Yahweh
not mine, not ever mine,
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Clothe me with the Cross
Its garments spun with true Love
spun with Your breath whisper
of Paradise gained, hell arrested, Restoration resurrected, a scarlet earth dyed in Deliverance.
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Wrap me with this Freedom
to serve, not be served,
to give, not take
to wear You like a robe of compassion:
Ironed from pride; tethered/ tied away social sweetnesses
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Wrap me
Wrap me with the Cross.
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