Friday, April 10, 2009

Two poems.. Another Good Friday


Not the nails
But holding Him to the cross
a love that seeks out
the lonely, the lost.
Asking nothing in return
having given it all.
Paying the price for sins
over the ages
in the years to come.
A redemptive work finished
for all mankind. .
To accept means eternity...
to reject... untold loss.
Jesus...ridiculed , rejected

Savior divine
.

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Drawing to the cross I see

Jesus hanging on

For the last person to see.


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