Arms stretched on the tree
mercy flows from every wound
pure, unearned, and wide
even death bows to His love
still He calls me by my name
The Love of Christ (a Tanka)
A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee
A Collection of Prayerful Poems by Tim McGee
Arms stretched on the tree
mercy flows from every wound
pure, unearned, and wide
even death bows to His love
still He calls me by my name
Prayerfully Poetic 
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