Christ

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19 You shall also love the stranger, for you were strangers in the land of Egypt.  Deuteronomy 10:19 NRSV

 

Christ

1 Open my temple doors show me truth and beauty.
2 Strike my heart’s drum – call me not to table but to do good
3 My tears wash others wounds – they cleanse me too

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4 Feed me on hidden manna
5 I am your love slave – ask me not to depart from you

Gogyoshi©Mi T Bee

 

Jesus Blesses Little Children

13 Then little children were being brought to him in order that he might lay his hands on them and pray. The disciples spoke sternly to those who brought them; 14 but Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of heaven belongs.” 15 And he laid his hands on them and went on his way.

Matthew 19:13-15 NRSV

 

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Poem written by Michael T. Bee. Used with permission 5/29/2018. Copyright belongs to Michael T. Bee.

 

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