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Edwyn
Guest
Crushed to flour by the hardships of life,
Moistened by His Water through prayer
And by His Blood through the Sacraments,
Leavened by the yeast of His Church’s teachings,
Formed by His hands of Divine Providence,
Baked by the fire of His Love for us.
That My Beloved may be nearer than I can ever dream of
And that I may be broken and be shared to His people.
Moistened by His Water through prayer
And by His Blood through the Sacraments,
Leavened by the yeast of His Church’s teachings,
Formed by His hands of Divine Providence,
Baked by the fire of His Love for us.
That My Beloved may be nearer than I can ever dream of
And that I may be broken and be shared to His people.