Perfectly surrendered

Angels weep in awe
When we are crushed then ground
Under the millstone of suffering
And in quiet surrender
Bring our worship
Exuding the most beautiful fragrance
Reaching the courts of heaven
A pleasing aroma to God
A living sacrifice
Which becomes the bread on earth
That feeds the multitudes


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