Broken.

Broken.

Luke 22:19

Body, Blood.

Broken, Poured.

Obliterating typical.

Down on my knees, down on my face.

So many days I've thrown away.

I don't think I could ever repay

Your perfect grace.

You've become my embrace.

Your precious words intoxicate

A heart that aches.

You don't recall my past mistakes.

The human mind can't calculate

Your perfect grace.

Even though you've seen a thousand times I've let you down

You're always there if I should call Your name

You're unashamed, unashamed.

Broken, poured.

Unfathomable breaking, Unrelenting pouring.

Supernatural consummation.

You've become my embrace.

Shalom whisper.

Desire dripping.

Enveloping every part of me

Whittling to heavenly essence.

Broken me.

Feed me.

Lover.

(rdk and mutemath)