Casey Breck - Our Savior

He healed the lame that they might walk,
he made the dumb so they could talk.
He made the deaf so thay might haer,
every word he spoke so dear.
He healed the lepers from despair,
and cast their sickness from the air.
He healed the blind so they might see,
and he bled for us in Gethsemane.
He ate dinner with the twelve,
hoping one would reveal himself.
They came and took him from his prayer,
while his disciples cried with despair.
The soldiers yelled and bossed,
and made him carry his own cross.
They fed him vinegar on the cross,
while all his loved ones cried wuth loss.
He was resurrected on the third day,
when Mary came to clean his grave.
He did all the miracles he could do,
but we could never pay beck our duo.
He is our savior,
for always and forever.

Casey Breck

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