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The Cross
Contributed by
Chade
on
Saturday, 10th April 2004 @ 07:49:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
spiritual
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The cross is hard to bare,
With the air flowing
And the blood blowing across the ground.
A he bore his death up that heavenly hill
To its summit of the kill.
After 40 days and 40 nights
But died, betrayed some night.
He knew his fate, as we know our death.
God's son gave his live
To save our world from our knife.
Copyright ©
Chade
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2004-04-10 19:49:53]
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Re: The Cross
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by Fionndruinne on
Saturday, 10th April 2004 @ 08:11:38 PM AEST
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Excellent! What truth there is in those words.
And I like your rhyming style.
God Bless.
Andrew |
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Re: The Cross
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by Jellybellyprincess on
Saturday, 10th April 2004 @ 09:18:04 PM AEST
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WOW....... That is an AMAZING poem......
I'm completely speechless......
"To save our world from our knife"..... couldn't have been put any better.
VERY well done, I'm extremely impressed.
God bless,
Ellen
(and have a happy Easter holiday too!) |
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