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| The blood fell |
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The blood fell,
As they hammered in the nail,
Mixed in the dust,
Was blood that was shed for us.
I'm the woman at the well,
I followed Jesus on the trail,
Mixed in with the dust,
Was the blood that was shed for us,
The blood fell,
As they hammered in the nail.
In God I trust,
The blood was shed for us,
Mixed in the dust,
As they hammered in the nail,
The blood fell. |
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By | | Judy Puckett |
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Copyright © Judy Puckett |
Inspiration: God inspires me. |
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Poem Number: 16936
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All Poems by Judy Puckett:
The blood fell,
Cherokee Spirit,
Peace poem,
The tears of a man,
This child,
Love's Price,
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