Good Friday

I stirred from my slumber twice in the night. You asked me to stay and watch with You. Each time I fell back asleep. Forgive me Father. I abandonned You in Your sorrow.

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But he was pierced for our sins,

crushed for our iniquity.

He bore the punishment that makes us whole,

by his wounds we are healed.

Isaiah 53:5

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