More than life.
He gave it up
At the tip of a knife.
He loved his people
More than his blood,
For he let it flow
In a cleansing flood.
He loved his people
More than a rose,
He lay it down
You know how the story goes.
He love his people
Including me
For He gave his life
At Calvary.
Alica Hall
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