1. Bread of Faces

From the recording Zimri

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Bread of Faces

You fed me with the bread of faces
Inked an oath with the blood in your veins
With wine we dine in celestial places
You set me apart to declare your praise

Every tribe and every tongue
Has a song that will be sung

Worthy is the lamb of God
That was slain from ages past
As a living sacrifice
On the altar of my life