Sacrifice the Lamb

It dawned on me today,
I'm the lamb.

I thought that I was Judas,
I thought maybe I was Paul.
I knew I couldn't be Jesus,
He is God, after all.

I am an innocent sacrifice;
I've been slaughtered on the rock.
A thousand times they cut me open,
And a thousand times I called.

I wondered if You saw me,
I wondered if You knew.
I figured I was evil and
This was good for me, too.

But I was 5 years old.

I was seven when,
They cut my bleeding heart out,
And stole my innocence.

I had to die a thousand deaths;
There was no way to survive
Those years of torment in that room.

Those years of fear would die.

But suddenly I'm safe again,
Suddenly I know.
You gave me back my heart, and,
I feel it beating as a whole.

You had to stitch me into Yours,
But that's ok somehow;
It's better than before,

Because It's beating,

And no more blood spills on the floor.