SEVEN SHOT’


He is such a good man
so sinless that I called Him bad
He showed me pure love
Yet I hated Him
He blessed my head
but I thorned his crown
He gave me bread
I stoned him instead.
He came for my salvation
but I shot him seven times.
Thank you Jesus
for carrying my cross for me
even though I don't deserve it.
#HappyGoodFriday

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