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Jesus Christ. Saviour.
Swear word. Son of God.
Whose name I used
next to other three
letters of “F-” and “S-“ whilst you
saved my soul from
bloody hell.
As I stubbed my toe and
griped your name,
the nails went in
and even then your gasping,
racking pain began.
Even as I groaned my way
through sin
and the sudden, wrenching pleasure
of my natural state
my friend, you gave your blood
for the one who mouthed
your name in hate.
Jesus Christ – you bore my sin
endured the pain.
I’ll call you Lord and glory
in the shame.
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