His Life For Our Life.

Poem By Cecilia Parkin

I keep the Cross before my eyes
And know the sacrifice He made.
His life for mine, His life for ALL
Is what his dieing did that day.

I hear the shouts and feel the pain
As He trudged His destined way.
Scourged, deserted, denied, betrayed,
Soon-His death became- -

The heavons exploaded, the lightened raged,
His followers bewildered lay.
All hope was lost, Nothing remained! .

Then came the Glorious Easter Day! .

Comments about His Life For Our Life.

Beautiful choice of words I love it God bless -Cameron Brooks
Happy egg hunting nice poem dave


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