Under a Black Locust Tree
I once saw
a pretty thing
oh! I said.
And for a few moments
I experienced
something sweet
pleasurable.

And then
that pretty thing
that bit of bliss
it slipped from reach
and shattered
gone.

And so it is
when on earth
a bit of Heaven
touches
my unclean lips.

The blood of Jesus Christ, it cleanses me of all my sin.
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January 24th
11:49 AM
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Listener, “Wooden Heart” performed live. 

This is about the Church, whether or not Dan meant it to be, it is, who we are as shipwrecked pieces, chosen out of the churning waves to be built into a structure that is worth something amazing, and how much we must sacrifice to keep ourselves together.

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