The bush burns but is not consumed
The bush gives light but no heat
The bush my body on fire by God
The bush the world, God become flesh
Breath and voice all flow as divine speech
Sin and flesh weighed down in rebellion
The prophet's voice utters a word
The whole creation is filled with its sound
The cross still speaks in a world of pain
The cross stills speaks as we hide our shame
The cross still speaks for there is no where else to go
The cross still speaks for all creation dances at its feet
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