Blessed the day!
Blessed the moment!
Blessed when the time
doth cease to foment
war and strife
and hate filled hearts
Rather love becomes a rampart
upon which hate is weak
And thus no matter the changing tide
Our hearts bare forth the love for which He died
So the only blood which passion now incites
Is the blood that God's veins spilt on Calvary's height
Doth matter not whether Greek or Jew
Just this -
Does God dwell inside of you?