Just a man, like you and me.
When he hung on the dogwood tree.
Feelings of pain, I know he felt.
When a blow from that spear was dealt.
Beaten and thirsty, hanging there.
The angry crowd did not care.
Gall and vinegar they gave him to drink.
Son of God he had no link.
Dressed in purple, crowned with thorns.
Was the raiment he was adorned.
Crucify him shouts were heard.
He let them, willingly, without a word.
"Greater love hath no man than this"
Words were said for men amiss.
He could have brought them to their knees.
But he knew life's sacrifice was the key.
He looked ahead into time.
Right down into this heart of mine.
He saw promise in my life.
That's why he gave up, without strife.
On the third day he rose again.
Eager to fulfill his Father's plan.
How much he loves us, we fail to see.
He stretched his arms out, and died for me.
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real good poem greeat job continue like this god bless you
Monica
Pauline, What a powerful poem. There is so much conviction and love in the words you write. If only those who do not believe could read this and change their minds.
Jennifer
It was awesome!!!
De-De
This poem made me cry. Sometimes in our busy lives we forget what our lord did for us. How much he loves us.Thank you for this beautiful poem.
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