Rhythms of Redemption with Steve Stockman
Rhythms of Redemption with Steve Stockman
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Lyrics to Unwritten Tunes - Poetry and liturgy

God Was

This tiny
This confused
This useless
This first breath colour of blue
God was.

This unaware
This immobile
This dependent
This delicate, fragile and frail
God was.

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