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“Day of the Dogwood by Stewart Stafford If I opened my veins, With the Saviour’s nails, Will your bloodlust go? Where compassion failed? Do I sweat out blood now? Or is it your crown of thorns? Miracles to silvered treachery, Pure as first Christmas morn. Scattered flock, shepherd leaves, Can you sheep know what you do? Such immaculate deception, but, Know this sacred heart was true. © Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
Day of the Dogwood by Stewart Stafford
If I opened my veins,
With the Saviour’s nails,
Will your bloodlust go?
Where compassion failed?
Do I sweat out blood now?
Or is it your crown of thorns?
Miracles to silvered treachery,
Pure as first Christmas morn.
Scattered flock, shepherd leaves,
Can you sheep know what you do?
Such immaculate deception, but,
Know this sacred heart was true.
© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.