Dark the night of sin surrounds Me
Heaven hides His holy face
For the One who made the heavens
Could not save this hell bound race.
Hear the cries of desperation
That reveal sin’s guilt and shame?
Calvary’s cross is heaven’s
judgment
For the curse man is to blame.
“O My God! I hang forsaken!
Why must I die all alone?
Can this bitter cup I’m drinking
Through My blood for man atone?”
Satan’s taunts from hell oppress Me
By this awful weight of sin
But the cry “My God forgive them!”
Offers peace that’s born within.
“It is finished!” death is
conquered!
As the empty tomb proclaims
Christ the Lord indeed is risen
Praise and magnify His name!
--B. Pent
2 comments:
Papa, as always, that poem is beautiful! I wrote one on the Resurrection that I will be posting Sunday, and I'd like your opinion. I CAN'T wait to see you!!!
Thanks for your encouragement, Lynnae. I too will be posting one on the Resurrection which could be made into a song if someone has that "gift" for music. See you soon!
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