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Out Of The RockOut of The Rock Flowed water That people would drink. Moses heard them murmuring. Murmuring- Before The Rock. Moses smote The Rock In their sight. What sight? They drank but- God… They did not thank. Out of The Rock, Rock of our Salvation, Flowed water and blood. The crowd was murmuring. Murmuring- Before The Rock. A soldier pierced Jesus, Wounding His side. The crowd would mock Him While He died- For His Flock. Rock of Ages Holds In His hand A spiritual clock That His faithful hear And understand. Inspired By Our Lord Julie Pisacane © 2006 Based on Exodus 17:6, Deut. 32: 4 and John 19:34 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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