Roz Kaveney (rozk) wrote,
Roz Kaveney



When George found Christ, he heard his Jesus say
' Take up your cross.' He never understood -
he was new washed, and drunk, on saviour's blood-
so glad he had found someone else to pay

for all his sins, and ours, the way the rich
buy everything. He carried round his cross
uncertain what to do with it, because
he knew that he was saved. He felt the itch

to use it, then the wars came. And he had
a use for it. Make bad men fight for breath
They'll tell you all they know at brink of death
And it's not torture, torturers are bad

And he was saved. He learned to praise the Lord
by finding sinners he could water-board.

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